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May 2023
I have been havoc
made of mad dark
snot and liquor
*** and ichor
lemon and oil
floated above

a stabbing sound
sudden and sharp
flinching, must do
less flinching, must ****
what makes me
i flinch away

making true all of the things
they say in your head when
you imagine them
and imagine what
they imagine
is true about you
flinching away
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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