Regrouping >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
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oh! too much holes in my brain
it's aerating makes me sleepy
tiny bubbles can't comprehend
running on gas still chugging
difficult to catch phrase fly
words drought creepingly high
clatters of letters stockpiles
driftwords in pieces up my ears
coagulating, blocking high way
be nice sleep good resurrection
smooth flow down my fingertips
I remember you have those tricks
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4/26/2024 8:56:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A clever piece well penned.