I swimming thru headache,
tired swooping
eyes heavy handing.

The sand bags plummet.
How my gums
begin to bleed
is truly a wonder.
And the fruits
of my plunder
have yet begun to wither.

Thither goeth
a sensuous shiver.
A season and
a caustic liver.
Leaky creaking.

Must all this
nervous weeping
truly persist?

-r. miller

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