axiomagic in poetry
- Jan. 17, 2020, 3:13 a.m.
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you can, of course
squeeze at a stone
until there’s blood
the blood won’t be
from the stone, the
blood will be your
own that’s all but
squeeze and blood
and stone they’ll
all be presently in
your wounded hand
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