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biding my tiger ( regit ym gnidib )

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i’m biding my tiger

& watching the paint drive

 

sows up the wall

beneath grey clowns

 

i’m writhing a leper

& dotting the clocks

 

spotting a cow

in fissures of speech

 

i’m foaming a penfriend

& ghosting a goblin

 

sipping sweet sups

of rosy lee’s coffee

 

in this old house sparrow

i glisten to rainfall

 

in lightning’s bright absence

& your unicorns

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