Last piece

Behind every stitch of a foreheads invisible scars
the child rests
Beyond the borders sleep defuse
the screen to the outside world
and in the chambier of weightlessness
a phrase is echoing between the walls:
-Take thy bed and walk!
The Awoken Man payed his dues and left



Poetry by F. Soderberg
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Written on 2006-02-13 at 00:01

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