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Growing Intimacies
Between the legs, there is an illiteracy,
A disposition so callow and dewy,
And an ever lolling head.
Fussing about
This graceless locution, and that garbling bed—
Between faint forms, an illegitimacy.
A disposition so callow and dewy,
And an ever lolling head.
Fussing about
This graceless locution, and that garbling bed—
Between faint forms, an illegitimacy.
Published 26th Mar 2025
Author's Note
Adapted from a very short poem written in September 2023.
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