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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, June 06, 2005


in real life
some eastern european dictator
practicing my salute
to the fictive parade
this could be frailty
that subtext of motivation
rather strings of corsets
spelling conversation flaws
to rid the future of holes
trip down spaciously further
how many days has it been?
if i’d kept different company
my weekends could be imaginary
in the attic-borne archives


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