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Oedipus
March 5, 2015
I see now before you I am suspended
The brokenness of your eyes
Serves only to remind me that I am an incompetent child
My skin a sin
I have crimes on my arms and legs
Awful
But it is a delicate and soft morning
And we are unbound from the indignant eyes of the world
You somehow take me in,
Reach out your soft, wrinkled hand,
Finally touch the body that you made
And you are
Awful
© Sarah M., Blairsville, PA
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