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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Not All Hatches Are Meant for Escape

cures talk to one another
like particles in black
pickups bent in space
this technology falls
apologetically in the west
for capitals with one
title themselves in guilt
with or without you
grains or stones weigh
seasonal, affected and
craves unusual
bondage in parlances
hard science forsakes
for single, honest action


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