WORDS FOR WEDNESDAY in Postcards 4
- Feb. 1, 2017, 4:27 p.m.
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- Public
Hoar Frost
My mind a perfect blank
until the really darling
doctor
approached with a can
to freeze
a needle to poke
a sponge to sop the tears
of agony from the
destruction
of my acceptance
the pause
in my transient belief
the shot would be
painless.
(The word choices.) I didn’t use all of the words, but those I used I used passionately.
clan
hoary
pretend
sponge
destruction
bones
blank
transient
indulge
train
gooseberries
<(Mumblings in charge this month.)
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GypsyWynd ⋅ February 01, 2017
Ouch!
Deleted user ⋅ February 02, 2017
Interesting !