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The poets are silent- I wonder why?
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
4/1/2015
my legs stretch out
into infinity
as I try to untangle
the kinks in the tendons
that lie invisible
beneath the surfaces,
their crimps and frizzles
unseen, but constantly felt.
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