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my eyes see in:
my tears down
the inside of my cheek
someone put raw onion
in my mouth
and the snot runs up
my nose
they (We) sit
on the bottoms of branches
eating in peace
gravity hangs on fishing wire threaded by fate
and pulls the world upright
and wrong
while we eat onions
and call them apples
About the Creator
Benjamin Butz-Weidner
I've come here to tell my tales, and share my truths.
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Comments (1)
Impressive work! Well written!