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Mar 2013
I don't like it
repeating myself
I do like it
repeating others' sounds

This hissing fits
the night's shut eyes
it fits, the hiss,  
its missing ears

I won't miss it,
the hiss. Where does the air
slip, when it stops
repeating after me?
Francis Scudellari
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Francis Scudellari
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   Emanuel Martinez
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