Poem -
Later perhaps
Times
wonder why
the ghost on my mystery wrist
has vacated all of my watches
so time slick slimy tick thongs
of generic standard thought
this snake
this train boarded by the half insane
transportation transfer
in viper and cautious mood
delicate drooping bowed wreaths of smiling faces
welcome mornings
antiseptic phrases
laughter knocking on maggies Farm
sung so far yet it stays
bloated breezes
caress China porcelain skinless. Corpses
weirdly wild dancing skies
falling earthly magnificent magnifying sinning
collared coated blind
tiny temples these
ripples
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