tried but
failed to fix the chimney
the roof my con
tracted gasp my
g asp por lentil
fill my hhat my
breath soup do
ggy doggy it's
your moon an b
read invas ive
pees he last
his kind s
liding d own was
shing led at lea
st's pocket's sp
ooned at least's
b arking past the
wwindow
...pull, an focus at the
air.
-
E. S. Peranza
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