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out to dry

a wanton wind
whirls
like broken waves
thrashing
as clashing clothes
pinned like soldiers,
shoulders hunched
to heads

       hanging

from a loose
type rope, twisted
like turned necks
of paper dolls
weight
less
in the wind
Written by cunnias
Published | Edited 13th Jul 2016
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