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by Gregory Severance

an audience wish I
and I lost five fingers
I'm not on drugs

wary approach
grimace woman wore
wefts the warp of lines

from the farces and
camps I made in
the village destroyed

is now safe for
window sitting,
candor, action, &

extraterrestrials

15 Nov. 1997
Brooklyn
(New York, America)

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