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Post by thefleetsin on Mar 28, 2017 15:25:07 GMT
while you were busy being a daddy
i stoke fires of wailing desires, here in my boiler room.
loosed from the tombs of those who explored before me. whittling the past and present into packages like presents under glass.
and then comets pass flares on a cast where my arm once stood waving at daddy's the likes of you. this universe with a view.
sjw 03/28/17 inspired at this very moment in time by anthony.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
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