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Aug 2023
Monday?
well it's still dark and
I can't see it
so
it might be Friday,

Distraught?
caught between the Devil
and a dumpster of a day
but
we can't say that
because then it becomes
a self-fulfilling
however unwilling we are.

the vertical hold
is still slipping,
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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