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Felix Sladal
Poems
Aug 2018
Nights grip
Car exhaust clings to the black asphalt in the rain dead of night
Street lamps and red light
Soft glow and crisp air
Building up to be left behind
Curling on it's self
Hauntingly wrapping around my ankles with no grip.
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