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That pricking you never felt under your thumbs,
was me papering over the crack in our lives
with old love letters, stuck with words
stolen from the tip of your tongue.
...

When a body, like my body,
Is totally, or partially, immersed
In a fluid situation, it suffers
For this principle and
...

The chances are my dearest,
One of us will die before the other.
So I urge you,
If I do,
...

you’ve written on the back
Of the crinkled print.
I turn it over. You as usual,
Look slightly surprised,
...

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For A Woman With No Sixth Sense

That pricking you never felt under your thumbs,
was me papering over the crack in our lives
with old love letters, stuck with words
stolen from the tip of your tongue.

And those painful poems
were folded into
origami boats,
windblown
when the
delicate
hairs on
your neck
failed to rise

it was not that breeze,
but my lips brushing yours,
which gently blew the fleet out to sea.

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