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My Job
I screamed
Into the silence
I ran
Into a crowded room
Disturbing the peace
Public Intoxication
Aggravated Sexual Assault
Great Bodily Harm
I cried
Into my old, worn sweater
I jumped
Into your arms
Kidnapping
9-1
Predatory Criminal Sexual Abuse
Failure to Register
I recoiled
Into an imaginary closet
I came
Into myself...amid the darkness
Into the silence
I ran
Into a crowded room
Disturbing the peace
Public Intoxication
Aggravated Sexual Assault
Great Bodily Harm
I cried
Into my old, worn sweater
I jumped
Into your arms
Kidnapping
9-1
Predatory Criminal Sexual Abuse
Failure to Register
I recoiled
Into an imaginary closet
I came
Into myself...amid the darkness
Published 13th Feb 2011
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19th Feb 2011 9:25am
This poem possesses disturbing beauty. Well done. I was offended and intrigued simultaneously.
19th Feb 2011 9:41pm
