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the uninvited



Photo credit: Tom Chambers (via The Mag)


I have no room
to graze
there is no place
for my kind 
of alchemy here
I have to hold back
my hands now
knotted
into white linen
aching
a courtesy uncomfortable 
uncommon
I have no salt
to shake


 Rene-2016



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