White Line, a poem I wrote towards the end of March 2009

About death, about walking too near the white line, along a highway.


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White Line

White line,
Wasn't so fine.

White line.
Won't you be mine?

White line.
Who did dine?

White line?
Who now,pines?

White line.
Holding death's wine.

White line.
Now shine's

White line.
Does confine.