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Life Without Plural

Life Without Plural


r.douglas
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Life Without Plural

I ain’t bright
nor particularly peculiar
sans Saturday night

I drink alone
but for communion
and Monday backwash

I don’t echo
recon redemption
preach or petition

I half-ass barter
psyche for syllable
all the while aware
the life sentence

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