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A Poem

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I can drop
as many balls as I can hold
smashing the floor into a
wreck of previous consciousness
the kind of frame that is never
going to hold a family picture

The reservation of feeling
just never happens
for me




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J.D. Harms

J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas

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