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Acid diviners

Their presence sketches like acid,  

almost pythonesque  

point blank opening bus  windows

in the chill of the British  winter

only because  their  ,

over clothed shopping sweat

induced the delirium,

stares the weary answers why not !

If I could only notate your wrongful expression

to sweep away your feigned surprise

the world would  right itself.

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Dec 2, 2013
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