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bifurcation (Free verse) by A. Nomaly medium point
acoustic hole
shattered gun
blanket
are u home?
I can feel my teeth
without any wine
I can smell
I can hear a phone ring
I can remember too
Up the ladder:
the nature of our stillborn
Down the ladder:
Aisle by the bread counter
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Posted: February 23, 2011 6:39 AM PST; Last modified: February 23, 2011 6:39 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.9525743 Overall Rank: 8749 Comments:
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Y2kSlamPoet @ 67.188.94.175
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5-Jul-11/1:59 PM
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Split the forehead and expose the soul.
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