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decay

there is something deeply silly
in putting words on a page
watching the ink dry
and thinking maybe
you'll read them
one day when
the mood
takes
you
or
will
my words
feed mites
and seeds and
growing things
on some distant heap
harangued by seagulls
till all the trucks are gone
and only spectral lights remain

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