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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

At the Crack Beef Place

not to loose common affects
trade deaths in the family
for love our drunken rubicon
crossing bodies too precious
for double images and traitors
that guess at carnival stations
to read left over fortunes
laid on the floor of the sanctuary
you will inherit wisely
first, your hair is reunification
unit of causes change to overcome
surprise by pink of time deficits
like a house swappers dreams
in a market of near collapses


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