Friday, July 6, 2012

Routine Hangings


In a strobe-like flicker
It's caught like a black and white
Snapshot - no more than a gesture
Less than the thin skin
Of a timpani drum
Their lips barely touched each other
An act defiant before ...
They stand back to back
Hands tied together
Heads strain through ropes
Meaningless words are uttered
Chairs kicked out from under
They are sent off.

S.E.Ingraham©





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