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Blue II

Tonight is a permutation

of sadness, strain,

forgiveness and plight

that festered deep somewhere

in that parochial mind of

mine. Man, did I love him in

some strange way.

Is this it? An

analeptic poem, a

cockroach in the

kitchen, a

man so cavalier I felt

cobalt blue.

 
 
 

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