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The Ode I Owed

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Ode to you
your purple skin.
your - you're driving me insane.
walls cracking up in the lining of my stomach
doors creaking in my veins

river of a thousand tiny words.
the milk curdles by the fire.

you are the mountain and the furthest feather on the wing of a bird.

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John Kay 31 May 2006

Where did you come from carrying these wonderful images.

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