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Yr wound thins co resp
lendant hike a b ile s
hank o' s cum g ate l
ips an fuel! rod must er
(mist) gush (hill) sides
licking p late for gla
nd m ice giggling un der
bed you shape the s heets
Clop
Said she'd, stubble fu
mes before the trees yr
gag eye naims c lutter
d rips//g one l ope n d
ay amada ?d onda stas?
c lone o' m eat c lutch
s hade "intention" van
ished (like a head
G ate
P ore s aid inchy slugs
fly yr pockets, key
hove, r ant s led d
ripping cast yr shout m
ist s pud laking in yr
bowl res pond! c rag
s and bubbles mort iffy
shaking ah the hinge burns!
John M. Bennett
