Matthew Anish Poet I do not know?

While You Watch the Dancers

It seems that
the 
    fresh taste of water
is about all we can expect
                                         in
                                         this
barren year
                 No new hopes
They'v all been 
                 still born
Let the old one 
out 
    with the
              wind
Don't worry 
          about
            any
              of 
           this
  for very long
For ther's a new year in the offing
Filled with sex and candy
   magic and spices
      from 
            far distant lands

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