At the hospital where he works. <br />Speaking he can convey, <br />with the ninety two year old corpse. <br />Mirrors every where warm trees cold bushes. <br />92 leaves speaking she shakes it only for him. <br />Bony old woman no ham. <br />After finding the light corpse <br />he checks the cotton on the rigid smile if it was. <br />Ninety two years old where you are detained. <br />You can hear the limbs cracking as the corpse gives. <br />Turned over on it's belly I seem like observer. <br />There is no sound commonly appreciated with sucking noises. <br />It was the very first time, <br />I had ever seen a shoe horn used on the moon. <br />Except for the golf swing by Shepard. <br />Brutal crimes on the dead better I think than on the living, still. <br />The family has a long history of patients and of those. <br />Emphatic and it has resonated a cord completely. <br />Watching him talk as if and it is somber fearfully. <br />You read to late it written before he came a dying declaration.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sexual-attraction/
