Breached

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Banished wails of yesteryear 

escape their corroding cells

when a memory's tug

betrays my blissful retreat.

.

How sudden am I taken

by barbed riddles

which flog for answers

that perished as mutes.

.

I'm left beaten and bloodied

from the inside out

and wallowing in exposure

only my choices see.

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The age old Sphinx

takes notice with a flirty wink

to remind my alien DNA

of the Roman barricades.

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Who would want aid

from the narrow streets 

trampled by the barren 

with one-way directions?

 

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