Breaking into violence,
everyone expects themselves to be
x-rayed at the local infirmary.
Mother's stalk the corridors,
afraid their loved ones won't survive,
reading leaflets on birth control and
sexually transmitted diseases. Sobriety
heals most wounds
as children hide bruises from parents
like shadows cast by a tree
lost in snow.
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Sunday, 15 April 2012
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