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today’s poem is ( si meop s’yadot )

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the second punic war
pewter forged with silver

floating over there
where the air snares feathers

phospholipids
a thousand little owls

catching a bus
with a bloody big net

yesterday’s gravy
yes men with rabies

anthills in antioch
bees in aberdeen

handstands in bandstands
peanut butter fingers

peppermint tea bags
penicillin g

bellowing yellows
whispered turquoise noise

singing saucy shanties
on the hepatitis sea

parping parsnip gasses
pickled fucking onions

friends with all the wrong’uns
& the covid cult defilers

( amen )
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