POETRY
Saturday, December 29, 2018
How often does desire
arise
to cover having nothing to say...
Under my skin
i felt that
old insinuating heat,
near silence
long episodes of make-believe
things we'd just seen in the other.
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richard
December 29, 2018 at 6:26 PM
very good.
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very good.
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