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F White
Poems
Apr 2013
Naught
my fingers are bruised
left, inside contours, running along the point .
a dull smear of pain
accidental smudges
of my fragility areΒ Β just
there-
lightly traced
against my joints
outside injury
where did you come from?
either way,
now you match
the
ache inside.
copyright fhw, 2013
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