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the see-thru states
of liminal infamy
"don't let me down"
sung in desperate drams
beacons prain
from a street corner
affixed and shorn and
bare-truthed,
snaggle toothed:
cleft palates and anaphylaxis
sanded down by time
into a shape something
much like mine
(too much)
please see me
but don't look;
a shared hypocrisy
wrung motes of p...
Monday 5th June 2023 6:28 am
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