Timmad Poem by Adam Watson
Timmad
Fewer secrets among the pack -
impossible to feign some fake emotion,
so don't perjure yourself, don't even try.
Let them know... the acrid waft
from within the elbows of your sorrow
Glide them in with heads drawn flat,
to bow you down below the dank
naively gathered among the wax.
Deeply lean against their fold
to breathe again, and contemplate dog.
(pu worht tsuj ro)
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