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Nov 2021
I've been unaware
holding this head under water
driven in by tiny bones
ossuary of the lines on your
face.

He's been stirring
water pours off as he rises
attracted by brittle bones
sarcophagi of dreams
broken.
RMatheson
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RMatheson  Beating tired bones
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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