POEM STARTER
Submitted by Margaret Sok
Cleansing
Write a poem inspired by this theme.
Bone White
As the days go by we can only find
That what is true is only an illusion.
Deep inside the confines of the mind,
There is only the internal intrusion.
Noting outside prepares within,
For what you take with you.
No other way to begin,
And avenues so few.
Absent are sinew and flesh
All must be purged with your might
They will not mesh
Until your internals are once again
Bone white
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