can seem like the sea
its "shore" or what
it bumps up against.
Women see it right away
because.
I think it is called politics.
There is better judgement
but not enough time.
Call me home to whimsy.
I will go there glad
to talk about the islands
where it does exist
far from the main
but oh so concentrated
form surrounding
it's soup too salty
when we're supposed to
deconstruct fluffy fluff
and not swim, swim.
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