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he pencils me in
the doctor hints of cancer
but we’ll talk next week
What should I do as the end of summer approaches? Earlier today, when I went to the window, I didn’t feel like looking. Still, I went to the window. In the light, I found the trucks and the noise and the trees and, therefore, the harmony.
my wife brings extra
thick pillows and opiates
an operation
weeks of recovery and
birds I feed while I’m resting
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Copyright 2015 John Samuel Tieman
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