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Today’s Short #Poem 043

The air, up and down this road,
aches.
I spy through a window
a demented man.
I hear screams, a madhouse cell
a 60s film.

Sorry, but it’s all gone wrong.

I was told what to do –
stand back / let it die
wait / watch it be reborn –
better.

Uh-huh, not better –
worse.

Ashley Bovan

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