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Feb 2020
captured by a mouth
with no teeth

we are not chewed
we do not bleed

we are swallowed
whole

like a pill
like a cure

we are the
medicine

for what ails you

they wait for
us to reach

what they call
the bottom

but they are from
another generation

they do not
understand

there is a bottom that
cannot be reached

so we float forever
in the

dragon’s breath
burning away

what ails you
and become artists

making life with
our own colors
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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