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Poem No.151

POEM TITLE Last Slice Final Slide


POEM It cried from the table - take me too

I don’t want to be the last story unread

If you take me

It may mean I go into the choked speed lane of history

I don’t mind, hasten it

Time takes everything


Take me like you took others

I will rather meet fire and flood again

Than lie alone in this deserted dessert


If you don’t take me

They will mock you for lacking prudence

They will mock me for lacking experience

That I came, I saw, but knew not a conquering


And to fall further

I might be lost in the dirty oblivion, by the purification of this platform


I fear nothing, I have felt them all

Fire and water, heat and cold

Take me

At the Lobster Pot

Cast me around the Blackness on Sea

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