The Lost Sonnet
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Knit Me a Lie
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Like rhymes churned
to hold soldiers
to field;
try tasks and parts
until they die-
When times turned
their cold shoulders
to me,
I asked my heart,
"Knit me a lie."
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