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This is a collection of poems told from fictional view points. They are not about me.
#1058579 added November 1, 2023 at 11:04pm
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Seven
She told me seven was lucky,
like there was some spiritual,
cosmic,
magical reason.
Seven was a good number,
in the way that bad things
happen in threes.
Nothing bad
ever happened in sevens.

As I counted the wounds
that no longer seeped,
looking like special effects
from some B grade horror flick,
I wished I could tell her
she was wrong.


Free verse. Written 6 September 2016.

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