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Dec 2018
my brain vomited
onto the page
all squiggles
and misspellings
unpunctuated
heiroglyphics
a secret language
only i
could understand
not prose
not poetry
not correct
just me
my pen
wreaks havoc
on unruled
paper
i am errant
i am irritable
i am irreverent
i am making
my way
annh
Written by
annh  F/Christchurch, New Zealand
(F/Christchurch, New Zealand)   
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