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Now squeezed from thanks the woman’s lemonade lies
In my cup. As endlessly she picks
Her spent Kleenex into dust, always
Staring at that man, hearing the click
Click of his brain’s whirling empty spindle…
— Sep 16, 2024 12:16PM
In my cup. As endlessly she picks
Her spent Kleenex into dust, always
Staring at that man, hearing the click
Click of his brain’s whirling empty spindle…
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Always nights I feel the ocean
Biting at my life. By
Inlet, in this net
Of bays, and on. Unsafe.
And on, numb
In the bourbon ripples
Of your breath
I knot…
— Sep 09, 2024 03:17PM
Biting at my life. By
Inlet, in this net
Of bays, and on. Unsafe.
And on, numb
In the bourbon ripples
Of your breath
I knot…
