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One Hand in My Pocket, and the Other One

  .. Empty this broken vessel, this carpaled cave, this wandered wave of hello-good -bye, these signs and sighs of spring, these unmapped veins and palm-pressed promises of less inky things. Finger -flutter them all to some digit -distant wall, … Continue reading

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