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Jul 2012
so leapness, the body healthness, deeply blue
a white cool draught of unearthly peculiar
that staggers up July, doe and fawn
beleaguered nothing(stroked with sunlight)
striped of shadow litheness jumping
frivolously jaunt streams of gold
through a barely cupped hand(fingers splayed
'pon tawny break: night and day)

those strong youths die never
live always
                       perfect

unarrested, surging, tendon
the ripeness of your figure is

                   a fullness

                           a fleetness

                                a
PK Wakefield
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