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The teeth

February 3, 2015 by the optimistic pessimist

The white bone boulders Like little Easter islanders Gazing out to the world Half buried in flesh Cursed like any organic To fail in cracks and fissures Fine comrades standing together Always the weaker ones Undermine the old order And falling away slowly Crumbling, splitting, loosened No real age but hard working Feel the gaps […]

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