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Lay down these words before your mind like rocks.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Poem for Thursday, March 20, 2014
Life Observation
The contents of my trashcan: rotten
lettuce, shredded pieces of paper and--
wait for it--
two strips of scissor-cut
denim.
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© Andrew Alexander Mobbs
"All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood." –Rilke
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