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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hangman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reasonable, reasonable, reasonable…we walked through<br>ten different homes, they always call them homes,<br>to find one ward where they like the babies who<br>looks like you. Each time, the eyes that no one owns<br>watched us intently, these visitors from the street<br>that moves outside. They watched, but did not know<br>about time, there in the house where babies never grow.<br>My boy, though innocent and mild<br>your brain is obsolete.<br>Those six times that you almost died<br>the newest medicine and the family fuss<br>pulled you back again. Supplied<br>with air, against my guilty wish,<br>your clogged pipes cried<br>like Lazarus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At first your mother said…why me! why me!<br>But she got over that. Now she enjoys <br>her dull daily care and her hectic bravery.<br>You do not love anyone. She is not growing a boy;<br>she is enlarging a stone to wear around her neck.<br>Some nights in our bed her mouth snores at me coldly<br>or when she turns, her kisses walking out of the sea,<br>I think of the bad stories,<br>the monster and the wreck.<br>I think of that Scandinavian tale<br>that tells of the king who killed nine<br>sons in turn. Slaughtered wholesale,<br>they had one life in common<br>as you have mine,<br>my son.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Sexton">Anne Sexton</a><div class=q>
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