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My Mouth Foots a Bare Past


my dear
let hear

our boat
it float

dead seas
bare trees

unbowed
stern plowed

to wits
our fits

I blow
some crow

mouth's foot
lips soot

mouth's loose
same goose 

one sails
need trails

two fails
need snails

three scales
need veils 

four sales
she bails

my dear
lil bear

your hide
I cried

berry
bury

connie pachecho

3/3/2018

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