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And i write . . .

By: paradocs1967

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Time trickles down

my swollen tongue;

splinters on the cracked glass,

splashes on the bulimic page

and there you are:

a wet wisp of a nightmare

grinning like a wound

below my waiting fingertip.

And I write . . .

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