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Feb 2021
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking into the mire

The day beckons me
“Listen!”
If only I had ears to receive

This corporeal prison
Beholden to my faulty chemistry
I brace myself with lies and purpose

In the City of Angels
I wonder
“Is it dead?”
JMT
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JMT  The Valley
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