Whipping Post Tie me to that whipping postyet one more timeIt has become your obsessionto punish what you see as a crime My expression does not pleasethe sound of my voice must grateIt is anything, something, nothingthat awakens your hate Sideswiped without warningI am at the mercy of your moodwhich appears suddenly, no warningand then begins theContinue reading “Whipping Post”
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Poetry For Healing 