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Jun 2021
Not hungry
and muscles in my arms
and chest say I'm lying
Three people talking at once
and I turn away

I notice the capitalization
you use on your way here
the rhythm of your hesitations
as you intone for the next feeling
to land on a word that sounds

Somewhere I want to be
maybe even harder
faster moving
on some natural *****
neither of us saw
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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