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Thursday, December 21, 2017
soul dice
el mundo our oyster, clam god in his mistress,
clad star sand in deep-dark mysterious witness,
drat eel the klingons or corporate raiders
screw light bulbs of tulips and kissing traitors
la luna our no-shun so open and wet,
as eye licks the night and deserves what he bets
were amorous snails, or crustaceaned ships;
tweezer made (bottled) masterful blips
ellipsis eclipses, plants reminisces,
fading light feeder warmth, winters princes
brandishing flags, flasks kegs appurtenances
gothic-victorian, quantum -disturbances,
words serve as words as far as our stone
-motion fair slays, sol's dice left alone
12-21-17
mt tabor
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