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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, October 25, 2004

Strange Fruit

This is the explanation he gave
in one evening a series of events
from far off in the shadows
a disquieting melody over years
of victimless accusation
in folklore which is poison
in breakdown of plot
i am discussing fear
in the dark lobby
i am the voice of the dead
with quotable chains
there are more of us
i am waiting to hear
my hand will always be seen


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