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Ailish Ryan
Poems
Dec 2014
Finally
crackling, burning skin, itch.
Mine iris, Mine, Irene.
The swing in the dark, a spot light.
But dulling, finally, dulling.
A can in your pocket for later, where you might need to destroy a memory.
Are you carrying me later? when i can't see.
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