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By Mel Trent

I shiver --
a Zero at the Bone
my cold feet stop
on grey concrete
at what was once
a smile
my blanket keeps the
cold inside
and hides my face
I shiver
as he passes through
my hands
almost unknown

Article © Mel Trent. All rights reserved.
Published on 2010-01-11
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