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Loyd Myatt, US
 

 

 

Free Verse

 

Hope & Chocolate

 

Scrumble tongue moist flesh illegal in 27 states

pudding miners lost in bottomless shafts
chasing deadly cocoveins

mutter load slurry- like cake frosting
summons coolies to the coulees
lavaflows of choc' early mudrun.

There is no merit in dying skinny

Granny sez jussoon waddle asta rattle.

Where there's chocolate, there's hope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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