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Tangled foliage

An empty studio:
the man of the passionate handwriting
belts his dog

come my glory, my plebeian bride
hamster bagels

glitter indeed:
meticulously chosen bbq charcoals
as whimsical jewellery

“I’m so on fire and hear the wind”

Your grabbers, call them back 
let me

“No, don’t touch me now,
let me talk”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 10/11/2009 9:14:00 AM
I have read your amazing poetry today and enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing with us Jan. I hope you are enjoying your weekend. Love, Carol
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