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Indelible Mnemonic Imagery

of cruel winter hinted by diabolical agents 
trying to incorporate miserable 
lives stitched in  
like your mouth stitched shut 
with metal staple shards  
if you ask for me 
you can ask for glorious 
who saw me wander alone 
who knew when i was hungry 
i didn't have to learn no damned eubonics 
to write out my blues 
with a tangerine sun sinking 
into the far horizon 
                                                            
                                                                         PMPope 2020

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