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Jan 2018
screen words spill
over fingers into palm
slipping and sliding over
the hair on my arm
up my neck. i feel their power
in the hole in my gut

they warm me
your words reach me in places
untouched
inside stomach turns and heat builds
coursing vein and blood beating mind
sticks and curved black lines on white
they taunt me

i read and feel your voice creeping
whispering through wide eyes
Katie
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