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Obvious sky
I love the obvious
chicken in the egg.
The cold of the
will-o'-the-wisp
in a New Year's sky.
Radiostatic
interference...
I love the U-turn
at the halfway point.
Oh, the nausea
of the obvious...
The smell of armpits
and feet.
I miss endless tales
and the lack
of broth in soups.
chicken in the egg.
The cold of the
will-o'-the-wisp
in a New Year's sky.
Radiostatic
interference...
I love the U-turn
at the halfway point.
Oh, the nausea
of the obvious...
The smell of armpits
and feet.
I miss endless tales
and the lack
of broth in soups.
Published 18th Jan 2024
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