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May 2017
this form is tiresome
i want to be food
maybe bread
grow moldy
feed the birds
become mixed amongst
the seeds and dirt
only to return
as some weeds
between those flowers
against the rivers bend.
Kevin
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Kevin  somewhere in jersey
(somewhere in jersey)   
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