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Tim Martin

Fugacity 05
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@ 7:48

i warm my voice on your voyage
before my day even starts
there's a rise about us
crawls from comfort to cold
light that hums for our
night before & wants story
if this chemical stew brews
fast enough to crack a grin
at the brain of a three year old
time is a velcro picture
passed with noise of separation
whenever we might feel change
& my first thought should be
what can i do to smile


 
 
 

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