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Jan 2015
Toes curl like my furled eyebrows
Note left on the coffee table
Musky dust in the air sets the scene:
Cough cough
A sleezy jumper cable
Laid down in a thin moat surrounding my feet
Boats don't float in fleece sheet fleets
Astride rippley waves of murky sand
I sink up to my throat the grass grows
Into my nose
spooky doopy
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