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Sitting blank

sniffing

futon word fog

& feel naught for everwhat words come to wrought

I barely notice old filmy noir Maigret

pipe fitting his next detecto tv snoop

\ stead shut the jumproom door why don’t I

1st feed groundhogday night – right?

my pineal gland refusing to shine

that little 3rd light o mine –

 

beyond

etymologies

apologies of sillybodies

who give song &

press flesh trancedance a vote

from deluded touchpad boats

\ all aimless rowing intents

/ bent –

 

loop loop          shoop  shoop

&

now I lay me

down w / wife

forever our souls will keep

 

 

 

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