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poetry writing

each poems a snap shot

for things that happened

for fleeting feelings

.

for things wished for

.

images of possible impossibilities

for cruelty unclaimed and unjudged

for actions sore as open wounds

for kisses not to vanish away

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lining up words as on a drying line

shaking them off a little

pinning them carefully one by one

under the gaze of a glaring sun

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between the whispers of curious readers

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exposed

I stand

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