owned, working dame fair
freedom for her? No! shame-bound,
drug-sins pin her there.
A dark haiku and an experimentation on an old favourite poetry form.
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Definitely dark. An intriguing last line.
janet
the last line of the Haiku, or the last line on the post?? 🙂
apologies, I understand your comment better now (I’ve been writing so much I forget what I’ve written! 🙂 What did you get from the line?
That she can’t escape because of things she did while under the influence of drugs. As far as the first response, I’ve forgotten what I’ve written, too. No problem. 🙂
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It’s true, that’s what I was going for….there is great significance in the word pin too 🙂
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This is a sad subject. Well written with empathy, well done.
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