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Poetry By: CL Hotchkiss


Submitted:Jul 8, 2012    Reads: 20    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

Listen up,

They're calling for you again.

Check the clock for errors,

Mold the clay forever.

Etch upon the stage a memory of what you gave.

Draw with your weathered hand, a portrait of youth.

Smear a drop of pigment towards the sky.

Old friend, where are you headed for now?

Shut the door,

Open the soul.


Begin to end.


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