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Aug 2021
And so they dramatize
and play to empty minds
it is a Play by ghosts for ghosts
the imaginings of blanched cadavers
in ghoulish musings and oratories of deadbeats
full of bile and furies signifying their impotent desires
pale decaying sinners amok in mindless terror at their apparitions
groaning we are perpetually frightened so the living must be as well
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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