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It has come to this - I am dead In my busyness Droning about A wasp in a stoppered jar. Once I loved words Midges on my tongue I spat them into shapes Over paper Too busy chasing jam now To write much. And you I think if I had you I wouldn't have to run From my loneliness.
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 12:43 AM UTC
Requiem
It has come to this - I am dead In my busyness Droning about A wasp in a stoppered jar. Once I loved words Midges on my tongue I spat them into shapes Over paper Too busy chasing jam now To write much. And you I think if I had you I wouldn't have to run From my loneliness.
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aidengr
Irish
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 12:43 AM UTC
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