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Volume No. XVIII
You rest in this empty hospital room.
Your repetitious words, spoken to yourself, stumble over one another. Everything is in holes and pieces.
The strange ear-ringing sounds of silence broken by occasional voices in the hall-
the shadows pushing the lights around like street bullies-
the sparse furniture all changed, each strange piece placed differently than you would have it at home.
But you're not at home, you're in this empty hospital room, resting. Everything is in holes and pieces.
Michael Lee Johnson is a poet, and freelance writer from Itasca, Illinois; author of The Lost American: From Exile to Freedom, He has also published two chapbooks of poetry. He has been published in nineteen countries and on internet radio. He is also publisher and editor of four poetry, flash fiction sites. For more, visit him at: http://poetryman.mysite.com/.
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