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the truth is somewhere in the middle of unbelievable

i’m taking
every precious
word
ever uttered
from your face
and even 
a few breaths
of value
i’m sticking
them in a 
pretty little, 
cozy crystal 
box
and heading out
on highway
90
i’m gonna
shake them 
down
and to the
left
watch them
pepper up

the sky
before they
fall skidding,
scudding
back floating
smack into 
the mouth
of the dead sea
finally
rene ~ 2013

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  1. well now...this has attitude...ha
    especially the close...
    hard when we realize just where
    the words come from.

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