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Saturday, May 24, 2014

Oldest of One

I’m the youngest of seven, the oldest of one,
a paradox past understanding,
I'm.the oldest of five that I wed on the run
while fleeing the market street landing.

I’m naked inside like the eyes of a clown
and cannot believe what I've told you…
but such as this can’t keep the tongue in me down,
my ignorance needs to enfold you.


~Dean Neighbors~

1 comment:

  1. You are the youngest of seven --Jeanie oldest --hummmm I'm naked --what I've told you ---is cause you are writing poetry .
    Not sure but love it .

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