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Dec 2017
Maybe the impulse
to remark is not poetry —
Maybe it is
sitting perfectly still
in a leather chair
to look down
and see hands
not there.
Irate Watcher
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Irate Watcher  30/F/Denver
(30/F/Denver)   
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