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Waverly
Poems
Feb 2012
Tornadohead.
My mind is a tornado,
trash whirls in the attic,
temperaments
change
and
rain
like mercury falling through the cracks.
Little pools of glass
shimmer
and then vibrate madly
in my ears.
Where is that ******* riff,
whimpering up the scales?
where is that glacial voice
that used to break
in my ears?
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