Walls, Scratching Of

Dear poetIMG_3384, it’s good
to see you are still
saying your truth.
You have said the
unspeakable, then
some more. Said

how the worst is,
chocked a little,
then went on,
knowing as you do
the walls in your
fingertips. You

have touched the
darkness, said adieu
as we all would
like. Suave friend,
I must admire how
continental you are

where it counts,
kissing your finger-
tips as if they are
pleasure. As if
you’ve said enough
and then some.

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