The Scream
Ten Lines Found Poem
Teresa Lee
The space you need,
I let you be
No matter how you disguise
I sense your inanity.
You tangle yourself in a way unfamiliar
I drag you out in my way familiar.
You scream aloud to let me hear
I tremble to envision what I can get
Trapped and detatched you are
distant and desperate I am.
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