Jars to keep curiosity alive

I have seen the dicks of so many poets in Seattle

It’s like I am collecting them for some arcane ritual

to end poetry forever?

I do not even know the secrets of this pastime nor do I care to find out

if you have a clue please please reach out at xxx xxx xxxx


Before the thing and the time ripped out of my throat

transdimensional being became unmoored in time

longtimefriends couldn’t believe the changing

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