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Jun 2019
And now I'm thinking
with a wrinkle
in my response
deflected by chemistry
and calculation
and

It broke down
that bubble upton
tannic in my cheeks
setting teeth to grit
in the skin spasm

you can lead an ion
to a source
of left turns about
a vague unsatisfying
uncertain
moment

you wanted to come here
and i
given up
on arrivals
said no to leaving
and left
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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