listesque

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listesque ( a poetry )




bastard handshakes

every morn like bran flakes

medjool me mandates

tooth thy pick



nomad notepads

often glad is so sad

blue john & topaz

mined that shit



hoppy scented

some hopes have fermented

ale wails demented

down it quick



kitchens sinking

now all caps are thinking

keen eyes are squinting

tick - tick - tick

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