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Then what is the sleeve? (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp
He keeps rain laden guilt on the subway tilt And that's no way to treat a gefilt- e Fish Blue Fish Run to the sleeve: Can it be done? Running to something that now is undone (From the rest of the shirt)? Recommended allegory for "shirt": Life. Leif. Erikson. Discovered the wonders of Bears and Sin (North American) Let the 42 degree-colored bow made through rain point the way To the gold pot of Cain- The flesh-covered oven hovered as I sat And watched as they pried the g from the front of the gnat I'm hot Listen to the cable cars drop One by one from the top of the Rock- A nickname for the now defunct prison Alcatraz.* *You really ought to have already known this.

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