by Jack Lashbrook | |
Published on: Feb 19, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=2880 | |
You are the irritation just below my skin. The odd sense of failure whenever i win. You're high maintenance and low return. You are the lesson i never learn. You are the "special" in "special needs". The destination where all roads lead. You're all the wrong things i've desired. You are prose when poetry is required. « return. |