Mumbling in a Hole: a Chapbook by John M. Bennett |
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My neck my sock stunner boat my cube lake creamed my leach sugar clock hole my dream beet thrummed catchall stinking ,my schlock gap numbed for inking sordid focus at the crest of shoes !the bank flutters in the ashy weeds your screen hums and flakes a limp gust drops across your laps timed for seeping the ruckus of yr key the raking of my net the potting of yr face the sinking of my shirt the storage of yr snake the climbing of my neck
Map phone map grommet or your crisp duck coffee or your loops mash locket or your dink plop rabbit or your half shadow stink or your clue snore and tires flavored in the plate contraption I wisp and form
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