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RE: DAYDREAMS / A Journal of Fiction #27

in #poetry7 years ago

That way when I dig
its a hole to store wisdom
and never a pit to bury a corpse.

Great finale with these words.

Cut holes in your pockets, indeed. Wonderful lyrical journey.

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Thanks, I don’t really need to cut holes in my pockets, they’re just there.