Chapter Five
a strange world
I half dreamed,
will drag me
wrestle me until
I die.
Then
I will go telling myself
I never slept
so soundly.
This poem is about:
Me
Poetry Terms Demonstrated:
a strange world
I half dreamed,
will drag me
wrestle me until
I die.
Then
I will go telling myself
I never slept
so soundly.
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