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May 2021
i sweep
the floor

i drag your valises
up to your room

I park your
cars

i avail
or profit from your loss

i am your worst nightmare
as i stamp out all existence of you

whit howland © 2021
An abstract word painting.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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     B E Cults, ---, ---, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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