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Sarah J. Sloat

Misery 11

Into the long pink string
of his mouth, the pill,
like a sack slung over a stone wall,
astonished him
in flowers.

 

Citation: King, Stephen. Misery. London: Hodder & Stoughton, 1987.

 

Sarah J. Sloat‘s poem hates fascists.