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paul sheridan Jun 29
a girl in slacks
a cigarette
agape

a grape
aggrieved
relieved

and yet     ..
paul sheridan Jun 29
can’t sleep
and so I write

doubly cursed
am I at night
paul sheridan Jun 29
we are
not what
we were
we ever?
paul sheridan Jun 29
he bought
her a ring

but she
didn’t
paul sheridan Jun 29
things seldom
occur the way
one expects too much,
of course
paul sheridan Jun 29
the upstairs window
looks out across the city
a figure peers back    ..
paul sheridan Jun 29
alright I’m the worst poet you’ve
ever read
I mean what do you want
me to say ?
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