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Resisting All That Is Offered

Pulled so hard, like hair stuck in the door.

Ribs are being squeezed by wicked finger tips.

Finger tips with dull nails, and the light is gone.

The Mistress is always floating, waving, shouting.

She asks, “Why did you leave?” She waves excuses.

She knows why, but The Mistress is never wrong.

The Mistress has thrown the animal in the crib.

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on January 29, 2011 - 6:25 pm

    “Finger tips with dull nails, and the light is gone.”
    I love your use of “and” in this sentence.
    I love a well placed “and”.

    Reply

    • #2 by Carl on January 29, 2011 - 10:35 pm

      Thank you, Evelyn. I will learn from that.

      Reply

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