Sickle Cell Poem by Madrason .

Sickle Cell

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Destiny
is killing time
a succulent flea
that's draining me
staining the dress
with bloodless success
needless to say
killing my day
framed by sickles
hammered for nickels
this sickle-cell ambiguity! M

Sickle Cell
Friday, September 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
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