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Sick sick sick


10.19.11 Posted in today's words by

Joan McNerney’s most recent poem to appear here was Survivor Tree (September 2011).

Sick sick sick
By Joan McNerney

There shall never be another season of silence until women
have the same rights men have on this green earth.
–Susan B Anthony

Sick sick sick

of my silence
the universe is
a labyrinthine my
ear ear ear.
I am deaf from it
there is no sure
melody in these
crazy strains.

Deaf deaf deaf
dumb blinded
loosening mind
for just 1 moment
to a maze of human
dilemma absurd.

Gone gone gone
everything is
senselessly gone
running thru rooms
marked no exit
crying out in
no voice.

Dance dance dance
on the barbed wire
of time feet raw
raw raw bleeding
blood blood blood.



2 Responses to “Sick sick sick”

  1. bobbie troy says:

    Surreal, emotive, thought-provoking.

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