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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Intervention

How sad to be that boy


At seven, or was it eight
Wet
Ashamed
And humiliated
With no power
No sense of control

Having first thoughts of things
Most awful, with angel lust
Wet
Ashamed
And humiliated
With no future
A life on parole

Making that tearful vow
If at sixteen or twenty
Wet
Ashamed
And humiliated
With no longings
A drop takes the soul

How sad to be that boy

Lee Harris
April 30, 2011
(Revised May 1, 2011)


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