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NaPM 2016: Day Two

Topic 02: Write a poem inspired by the number two, couples, doubles or a dichotomy. Form : any Line requirements: 8 lines or more


I don't remember how the world turned grey or why we stopped pretending -- just the way we twisted into text and through our phones we sank. I sent you sticks, you sent me stones, and neither of us watched the ricochet. We drained her world of joyfulness and play and as she fell beneath our sad melee we argued about -- what? Libido? Loans? I don't remember. She heard it all but, mindful to obey, she didn't interfere, just slipped away. Please tell me how a penitent atones for bringing forth the flesh and leaving bones? Dear God, no words remain, but still I pray I don't remember.

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