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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Thursday, October 13, 2005

This Wont Hurt

some undead are shaking
fallen along fault lines
these townships of relaxation
heal the pyrotechnicians
as my migration walks
on no good sea legs
to this last humility
preys the initial obsession
amusement must come
in form of the third I
this is submerged with
historical folk personas
the note at the end
so late in my career


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