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May 2020
We are all lying to you
this isn't ink

these aren't rhymes
or (you know) reason

parenthetical poetry
antithetical blow at me

any line taken deep
i grab the pole

what bites this
syllable raw

embarrassed sound
ducks from frilly

meaning expands
to fill the space

i afford fear
and tighten
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
25
   MS Anjaan
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