Poem
Wires
Criss-cross, criss-cross, Everything is criss-crossed. They’ve criss-crossed us in! Yesterday I glanced at the Old Mission Nestled in the city, Framed by setting sun clouds. I began to feel a sense of exhilaration But like bars on a jail cell Everything was criss-crossed, Jet black streaks.
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