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Sep 2022
that I can't
I shouldn't
or I ain't
I wouldn't

The pendulum
on the clock knocked you
off your pedestal. The cake
you ate made your head

hit the ceiling. Swelled it
to the size of a hot balloon
air ride. You stretched me as
an elastic. And I snapped. So,

I'm jumping out of your basket -
that I can
and I should
I am
I would!
sandra wyllie
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