poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Wish Jar Experiments
thegalester

Here is a picture of the pastor,
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circling a near three hundred and sixty degrees
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from where he melted ropes together around our wrists
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in Baltimore, Atlanta, Chicago.  
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(this morning),  
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a friend from middle school died of cancer.
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                    I should have woken up earlier.
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He was flecked with leukemia, in a broken remission.
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Two days later he died wrapped in blankets,
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settled on the couch like two hands.
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We are young. We are ants, put inside shadows
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to cool off stomach after stomach.
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We smack our lips at the Methodist punch.
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I am Stevie Nicks on the piano,
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shut up in the fellowship hall at sixteen.
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I cry in the stall in between songs
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until seven, when the boy scouts come to replace us.
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