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...Beginning the Aberration...

Updated on January 26, 2015

A neurologists view

across an old Kings Highway

Just around the corner

Just down the street

From the old hotel

From the place where

I found many forbidden things

Anxiety rises

like overfull well water

churning in my sternum

Memories surface

like buoys on the sea

Traveling up

Untangled from

the dark chasm of her mind

The stories then change

The words she whispers

As if the dead can hear her

...the dead Can Hear her

My entire assessment

of her life and her time

goes belly up

showing its pale white skin

to the whole world

Poetry by Carole Anzolletti

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