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Poetic Process

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thoughts scrawl

across the inside of my skull

wrapping around and

around me

they sit, simmering in the half-baked

sincerity that pools behind my eyes and,

ocasionally, one slips,

slides down the back of my throat,

drips

from my lips

to the pen

to the page

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