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Aug 2010
A water surround,
A tilt of the head.
I know well enough:
A tub's not a bed.

A leak and the drips.
A flooding of thought.
The temperant time bomb's-
Wet medium watch.

I'll sleep with intention.
After dry-rise, *****.
The luxurious freedom,
Of bachelor bed.

A clarity won,
Expressable whiles.
The nocturning wisdom,
Of fallover smiles.
Keith Ren
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   Marsha Singh
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