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Jun 2015
see
the words
that grow inside

this ribcage;
the paper
each rib bone;
a line

words bow
and the whole thing
creaks

it will
snap
soon enough
falling

through

one large heap
stuck at the bottom of the page
mike dm
Written by
mike dm  NY
(NY)   
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