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muted muffability (Free verse) by calliope me; i want you
hapless harbinger
hastily stretched out
in the sink
basin.
cartridges
crystals contained
in their
bare
moodless
posture.
me; i told you
hungry hospital
hacked up into
pieces.
tree sap.
mason work for a
pillow fight.
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