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He sits alone in a cell
Knowing well enough
The walls rough around him
What confounds ain’t profound
Sound jumps off walls
No leap, no peep
So why all these voices?
Girlfriend stares down
Tall, dark brown
Eyes to drown in
Mounds on her chest?
Breasts! Yes
Bare to caress
Until she leaves him
Until they leave him
A tree falls in the forest
While no one is around
He felt it
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Julian Mitchell
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