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For John, Who Begs Me Not To Enquire Further

Rating: 2.5

Not that it was beautiful,
but that, in the end, there was
a certain sense of order there;
something worth learning
in that narrow diary of my mind,
in the commonplaces of the asylum
where the cracked mirror
or my own selfish death
outstared me.
And if I tried

to give you something else,
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ed bell 27 April 2019

There is a typo in this line: " it was > a< glass, an inverted bowl." The line is: " it was glass, an inverted bowl."

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