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FRITZ
Poems
Sep 2017
number one from the heart.
what was this supposed to be again?
I think I left my keys in the car.
the nightbird sings a song
the humid air beats down like
a while-worn five hundred miles.
a roach tapped against the glass.
a gasp is stuck in my throat like
gross times *****-up and eye lids
shut.
the keys are in the car and this poem means nothing.
#flash
#experimental
#short
#heart
#fear
#loathing
#hybrid
#quickie
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22/Other/Carcosa Outer-City Limits
(22/Other/Carcosa Outer-City Limits)
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