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M Apr 2020
8pm
If cats could swim would you throw me in
Your bathtub brain?
The juxtaposition of your gold
Clawfoot base, black tub
Where your tenacity hesitates
Before dipping a toe
And with grit under your nails
Unplugging the drain
maybe unfinished? i am trying to work on making shorter poems feel complete because i tend to drag on and on..

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