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There’s something about humor

that suffocates my soul

ha- ha soul

a frivolous statement

that drowns out the ***********

and leaves the lust 

in the un-boiled kettle

of a winded self

to  be left and

blown through another day

with the completion

of an undying element

which silly people call

love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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