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Mike Hulstrom
Poems
Dec 2023
No title, not sure
Ear, ear; Ears in pair
Eye, eye; Eyes impaired
Nostrils, burnt from fumes and charred with stench
Muted snarls from a mouth that speaks, and isnβt heard or seen moving at all
Hands tied with hair and bones and vines and bugs and dirt
Moonlit clouds drift across the blueish ceiling while I wait
Might be depressed
Written by
Mike Hulstrom
20/M/USA
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