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Struck

November 10, 2007

By the time I saw the light

Someone’s heart had stopped beating

Then the explosion beneath my feet

With the power of a four engine train

The force shot upwards through my body

Bounced off the top of my head

Then went back down into the ground

Where I was now lying

It was September

After three O’clock

Details are fuzzy

The feeling though

Is quite clear

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One comment

  1. Dear White Bear, the layout of your poem visually reflects your subject matter….i feel the jarring too…



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