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Sentenced To Death

Hanged from the gallows
of creative writing.
Swinging from the gibbit
of sentence construction.

With grammar that stands
on the essence of her voice,
the alphabet hung as a necklace
around the vocality of her wordy neck.

She'd wanted to
swallow all the letters
in quick succession
punctuation as well,

but that would have been suicide.
Posted: 2010-10-04 19:30:53 UTC

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