Joe@JoeMallon.ee • LinkedIn

 

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special weather

 

First I try /
self-hypnosis; then, I try /

 

  special weather, which buries what I said under snow— /
  shuffles a cloud of words and of fingers put down inside mouths. /

 

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Saving a face from repair with a mosquito… /
I dream-lied. I tether-sliced through /
  nothing. •