1 march 2021
Faint Viberations
I want to be
eloquent, with myself―
to write a poem.
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Do you have
a clean blade
as pure as a plum?
*
Not enough
were the seeds,
for green fingers.
*
A grivever―
comes back, to undo
the guilt of others.
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