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Outpatient Turn

Posted in nothing special by maggie on 2009/06/21
Outpatient Turn

Against my will, held
down choking back blood
until my name is called,
an old road revealed,
the way there told.

Urgent stealth: quick
response to turning back
through halls of smoke,
fragments of forced talk
on the heel of the clock.

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