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Chuck all your words away
close your eyes
don't listen, smell, touch, taste
– before my blood dries to dust


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I didn't deliberately decide
to become deliberately awkward
but, believe me, it is hard work


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Ten to six
little spider
in a hurry to have his dinner


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There's a garden on the moon
meadow, daisies, and a bivvy bag
– for when you've had enough of perpetual sun


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Nothing communal
about cold weather
Icebergs collide



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