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Jul 2013
Let's play strip poetry
until we're no more
than two souls
on Bojangles' shoes
tapping morse code messages
to the listening stars,
and should heaven ever hear us
we'll craft music for clothing
and wrap ourselves in symphonies
of the modern night.
Steven Hutchison
Written by
Steven Hutchison  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
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