bluffing

bluffing p85_opt.jpg

the truth
got nothing but sleep garble
got nothing But a locked room without help
We listened to the barefoot slip
the fall back
and no w, silence,
the threat worked

all words, including title, from page 85 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #78 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #7 for National Poetry Month.
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