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Sep 2015
skulking in the
shadows
lengthen, low
in the day

conjure

spells on iambs
and lyric lines
verses divine
then post & run
high on muses

wine

sup and dine
rationing
cups of universe
ladling sustenance
down our throats
from birth to hearse.*





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hellopoet
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