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Jun 2021
Eyelids glued to my eyebrows
how's that possible?

sleep in the **** and sleep still eludes me
but dressing as a Chinese warlord didn't
work either,

life's just Monopoly
a registered trade name
and
we're just a piece in the game.

Fifteen degrees and the
temperature's rising
unglueing my eyelids
and getting my eyes in
to focus,

wishin' I was  going fishin'
but I'm probably not.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Carlo C Gomez
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