23.6.20
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poem between
an entre nous
chorus of just myself
the half prayer
not for publication
at least
not for anyone else intended
the outflow though
because we are in conversation
of course a kind of wandering off
is how we came to words
taunt equally
and secret cypher in plain sight
call it provocation
won’t do what it’s told
black hand of the poem
and sleight of
tug o war entitled
where we find ourselves to wonder
what is to be done
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