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The spider

patching cracks

in August stones.

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A burning scratch

kitty's spelling

... p-l-a-y.

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Tones of silence:
an open wound
... briefly forgotten.

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Hard city
the gravity and grate
... of too much echo.

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Here's a photo
a fragment crisp and coddled
... a prejudiced blade.

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Should I thank her
for nails unused
... and leftover peaces?

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Stains
of our declines -
the scrape, the scar of withdraw.

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A pitted stone -
her dreams, her wishes
freed at last.

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Haunts
of my own device
drift in, rip out, and melt away.

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Leaves of you
framed in snowfall -
sepia wounds nevertheless cherished.

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Pocketed open wounds -
paper, pen
quarter, two nickels, a wrapper.

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