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nhcfriedman's review
1.0
I wanted to like this but some of it had me laughing out loud.
Preoccupation
Each morning
The impotence of quicksand
Lurks in my eyes.
I measure my days
By unread newspapers
On the shelves.
At night I engrave
The wounds of the day
On white paper.
Words without blood.
Preoccupation
Each morning
The impotence of quicksand
Lurks in my eyes.
I measure my days
By unread newspapers
On the shelves.
At night I engrave
The wounds of the day
On white paper.
Words without blood.
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