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These Words are My Shelter [Prose Poetry]

These Words are My Shelter
Yet another prose poem by RJ Marmol

These words are my shelter
From the loud, deafening roar
Of lions and elephants,
And the wrath of Mighthy Thor

Adrift on a chair in a sea of disillusion
I am wrapped in terror, shame and confusion

Might the sky fall?
Might the wall collapse?
Might a thunderous voice break my disguise?

Hear me out, hear me shout!
Feel this scathing, loathing doubt
Without these words I am empty
Like this brittle oak bark!



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