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Monday, May 2, 2016
That Skimpy Thing
Life is thin. The walk is not the talk
at all. My back hunched like a bear.
Claws for digging. Grubs are plentiful
near the surface this time of year.
The taken ingredients. Why
are we here looking in the mirror.
There are inside beings haunting
corners under spiders dust inside
cups. The old mirror showing.
Walnut shells where nobody ate any.
Bone fragment I will not touch my tongue to.
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