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Apr 2016
i will bottle the sound of rain
and fold it
deeply
into the quietest recesses
of that muscle
just below your breastbone,
and make it beat chartreuse
soft taps slithering wet yesyesyes's
mike dm
Written by
mike dm  NY
(NY)   
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