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poem

by thom zok

date 23th july 2013

not tedium --------------------swimming in the wild it is a smile during the festival of the conundrums nobody has pistol-whipped the don it has steep pawn the reason the sun still waits for the pun it's just so many damn excuses and she peruses all the missives

i think time plays too many postures that deal with nothing it might be real but it can be unreal just a question of quest and sting i deal with nothing because the brain works with nothing nothing to admit the thoughts perish nobody should think the brain heralds thoughts one is outside them she has peppermint all to my dearest dream i care to tell her she is everything to me and reporters lose fears that she will become the smartest star in the universe a star that knows enough

to start time-space continuum to not become tedium. *****************************

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