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i could work this poem all day
while the garden lies fallow
and paint peels off the soffit
and i know it bothers her
because it's not food or money
or cleaning up the mess
but only me sitting
thinking
writing
typing
tweaking
drowning
like a man
who loves to drown
javalini
Written by javalini
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The truth is like many I write between obligations and interruptions.
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