Mack Bolasses
Last Crack
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My love is a caldron
My loss is a vacant plain - endless - horse & hay
Black Molasses midnight pours into the lung
White street light stinging rays reminding me
Stainless steel, edgy ray opening until
It is there to see solitude (solid truth) devouring!
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Perring tongue - delicious
Twist & tease the shreads of these
Our stone cold moments of lonely truth
Are absolutely ------ lovely
My love ---- is a caldron