Thursday, April 12, 2018

Poem - Each Knits

each
knits

clumsy
loses
despite
the old
injury
inside
the objective
the tricky
cell
clings

the blue
demon
flails

it
swallows

long
home
loses

the old
objection
understands

yours
declares
madly
past
the decrepit
lust

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