Start A Poem Poem by George John mellon

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words appear moving vertical
the grey book moving polycyclic

'what was it he said about howland? '
A river joined another river

meta transmission a game
the likes of those
who see, is a joke,
x independent of y

you, the poet, turned outward
game enhancement indeed!

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