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poetry

inky black

late december sleet

chinking into my coffee mug

sizzle as it strikes inky black

lovers friends family

lingering coughs

colorful bouquets

of ribbon-tied detritus

spent coffee grounds

baby shoes

bullet holed maps

torn veils

stained sheets

broken lamps

joints ache of the past

wet poetry swells books

with burning arthritis 

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