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Jul 2021
Do you know that edge
when you cross
inebriation
a rising that tis a falling

and asks for happy reminders
as it falls
to say
isn't that pretty

while sinking
in tv quicksand
wailing for a branch
or a loop of rope
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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