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Christine
Poems
Jun 2010
dinner time
My mind feels like gravy
Slow-moving and liquid
With chunks of solid thought.
My body has melted
What was once a solid bar
Is now a pool of liquid.
My eyes sting
As if they are infested with jalapeño seeds.
I am a smörgåsbord.
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Christine
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