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Feb 2013
Calm these rabbits around the spirals
          the *** is still in my wind pipe
and the morning will be late till spring.

         Screeching lightbulbs rewind impatience
------The naked nuisance is scrubbing into your nebula.

Hands that helped us into the pit
            Beware       them
                                            again

Popping trophies and other autobiographies
coil into soda cans like strange theories.
                     objects    objects
                   everywhere you go

                faster. slower. pause.
                revival. tow. exhaust.
Joseph S C Pope
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Joseph S C Pope  Myrtle Beach, SC
(Myrtle Beach, SC)   
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