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The mirage


06.09.13 Posted in today's words by

Dawnell Harrison’s most recent poem to appear here was Childhood (May 2013).

The mirage
By Dawnell Harrison

i am married to a mirage.
the moon rises under

the meat of your tongue.
forty five years now i have

worked to pull the muck
from your mouth.

still it is all exit signs
leading nowhere.

it is unbearable out here
in the desert having

to endure this intolerable
heat while you dream up
your next big mistake.



One Response to “The mirage”

  1. Whoa, there’s a story here. Nicely done.

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