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The Diary of Rhea Sinclair
November 22, 1932
DarK
StarR-s
ShIIIIne
fOr mE LIght
Of daYs
NevEr
SEEn
RhYmIng
SpINNIng
GazE
IN THE WELL
ChangE
EndS
TO
bEGInnInGs
He cOmes
To mE
OncE
MorE-LikE
mOth
TOflAmE
I
knOw wEll
hIs LEadEN
fOOtstEps
In THE
hAll
aT
NIGht
WhEn
tHe wOrld
LIes sTIll
BEarIng
VIle EndEarmEnts
SIGnIFIerS
Of
hIs LUSt HE
NaMeD
ME
SeducTress
wITch
BelOveD
I wIll rEcEive hIm
ONELASTIME
SpeaKOH
BurnIng wOrds
HEld sO lOng
FOR
THIS mOmEnT
FOr HIM
alOnE
YOu wErE nOt thE fIrST
YOu wErE nOt thE LAST
SEal wIth a kIss
BuRnnhIslIpS
FOr EtErnIty
ThEn
I shall bE
ReAdY
TO
—EntEreZ—
HOusEs
oF thE
HOLIEs
PrepArE
tHe
WaY
FOr HE
WhO
Isss
tOfOllOw
ME
©2012 JEFitzgerald ~ All Rights Reserved
echo lake road 
Beautiful poem-prose method. I enjoyed having to pause to re-read some parts to make sure I got it…I like this style for a change. The suspense continues.
…just imagine finding this written on a page of Rhea’s diary…