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Ohio is a home

I belong to

but no more

from the shores of Erie

to the edge of Appalachia

To the woods of the west

I belong there

no more

The bright lights

of Columbus and Cleveland

can’t hide

hate

an empty aching bitterness

of every forgotten rural town

Crumbling Industry entombs all

the dead

left to rot

like a child’s toy

rust coated

from ample rains

hidden in a forest

of overgrown ferns

scents of sweet corn

and honeysuckle

can’t hide or blur

that bitterness

rusting and rotting

forgotten hearts

harboring fear

a home

no more

 

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