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May 2020
the rain falls
for days

the dam bursts
and we make

discoveries in
the wet dirt

we are not clean
we learn that

what goes on

in the gray matter
doesn’t really matter

it is a laboratory
where we experiment

on each other
sending shocks

until one of
us succumbs
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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