Urged Posted on September 24, 2020 by Lisa Rosier Prison guard, freedom writer Daring me, “Escape.” Air mask at altitude E•ter•nal•ly late You talked of Boardwalk wood Dirty scoundrel’s lies I walked a catwalk strut Good•bye•ing your eyes Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related