Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
You as Me
Are we not so alike, you and I?
A conversation, it takes you,
never mind the particulars,
man, mutt, wall.
Precious,
you can point to it,
something comes to mind?
Never mind, but before that.
Where is it?
My private hell,
you know it well,
Shameful pain, forever, hopelessly unredeemed.
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