POEMS
POEMS

Summary/Abstract: if someone asks I have at hand a view and at home another two in me sleep the flies I can get homesick too sometimes the heartshit this white beating like Jasmine this time I won’t go there for On the tour boat last time I sat by an old vice-admiral we began to chat he asked if I was for peace yes I said on all accounts but not for all he blinked he laughed lightly a little bit more than slightly

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