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Sep 2011
Sticky fingered clothing clings
Backwards feathered martyr sings
Foamy smiles brush my sides
Strings of fringes clump and sigh

Gaze that wanders
Sweet pause, last longer
Run a tune too many times
Lick the fingers of sublime
Mask your finds
Casually lather up a rhyme.
Robyn Kekacs
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Robyn Kekacs
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