Marilyn Poem by jackilton peachum
Marilyn
How terrible to be a thing!
A creature naked with a human face
- soulless as a cloud-
set apart or kept in darkness,
the true outsider shunned and loved.
I am forever the stranger gazing from the lawn,
the solitary child peering in the window.
One for whom the night is made and not the dawn.
Monday, April 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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