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Nov 2018
i digress and select a letter
from a pile on my desk at random
perplexed as an isotope
we cope with our failures
by drinking smoke
and inhaling vapor
liquid rapiers blasting
our addictions on the radio
has language declined
as more and more symbols combine
is it blasphemous to rhyme
when you were clearly told not to
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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   Fawn
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