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» Defenestrations: Try me.
You thought I left poetry
for her wordy cousin
but I’ll give you a dozen lines
to shake your teeth
and rattle your spines.My mind is a writer
but my soul is a poet
she b l e e d s
in broken
love
lines
trust
truth
And the message
in the blood stains
(read the ink blots)
says:
