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Oct 2013
We wwirl and bow under roof tops and
into metal shaving mirriors.  I found in me
tiny peices in love to humankind.  New words
new foundations  lauph with ground breaking
earth worms.  We were slugs inching towards
nine slimy hearts.   Cut us down and we will
give you one example one reason you are
still yarn weaving through needle fused claws.  
Write four lines inside a tigers stripes.  Give bees
the chance to **** with kindness.  Let us prove
one changes into every universal  creation to
form another mothers spitt into faces and thumbs.  
This is proof we are one to eachother.
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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