An Uncertain Kind of AlonenessA Poem by NevilleAn
Uncertain Kind of Aloneness When we first met her hair was the same colour as tropical sand caressed by waves and the sea .. So when I close my eyes slow now, I can maybe still find us, on an empty beach somewhere and with any luck about to become naked .. Although we are never alone are we .. They just placed a camera and a microphone inside the belly of my mandolin .. How else can they possibly continue to rape and abuse us .. Now that our pride and dignity are gone .. © 2023 NevilleReviews
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