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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
May 2016
Semispheres
Then key in the numbers
one by one
tell all your secrets
and
soon
there'll be none.
This is the engine stall,
out
if gas is the
end and I fall.
Thirty two times thirty two
and every second
I drop
I drop closer
and closer
to you.
Hit the ground running.
All is opportunity where
the hustler is
importuning me
one of us is seldom free
to turn a trick or turn
the other cheek
next week marks
another scar,
Life
so far
advanced
but with a backflip
we could have danced
with flowers in our hair.
Yesterday is somewhere
yet somehow can't be found,
at thirty two times thirty two.
I hit the ground
running.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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