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Unripe
There's a terrible smell in the kitchen
like rotting fruit
or a dead mouse
high and lonesome, eye-watering
thin and whispering, fuzzy with grief
Whenever I think I've located it
it goes into hiding
You can bleach the sink
and empty the bins
look under the table and behind
the cupboards, but
you won't find it any of those places
Copyright ©
Lee Holloway Towers
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