Sitting atop a Skyline cable equipment
pedestal, her bicycle lay on the grass
as the traffic buzzed around her
While the lulled hands with their
closebitten redchipped nails, lay
cradled in her lap
As her eyes leapt the horizon
with the hushed kick from within
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This is an eerie poem...there's a quiet peacfulness to the tone and manner of description and yet an overwhelming sense of impending doom by the end...it's rather unnerving. Very nicely done, it is something when just a few words can coax so many emotions!
, Dannie
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