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Mar 2017
cut these hands off
take the knife and saw
separate the sinews from my bones
disassemble my wrist from my palm to my fingers
if i cannot use these hands
to tell a tale by the dying light
or splash color and feeling across
a blank page then cut
them
off
Anders Thompson
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Anders Thompson  United States
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