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Dec 2010
the mannequin ax
and Ptolemy tax
the spiraling hang-sling salutes

the left of the just
and the tackiest rusts
that lazily now pass for roots

don't hit me with nots
the velveteen clots
you want me, i need you, please leave

from chaos i'm born
with an evergreen scorn
may death find me with empty up-sleeves
stop
Keith Ren
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