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My Poetry and Commentary on Life

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“my mouth is wet with your life”
–H. D.
He held you
There: loose, free,
Out of control.
As if one could,
In any form ,
Control your you.
You sensed the net
He threw, then sloughed
Your skin, and fled.

(April 30, 2017)

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