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Mornin' Y'all

The tip of the tongue

is in the kiss.

Times and times glorying uncontained

the ghosts joying in nights in nights

smiling.abstracted from the world sense.

for all those people,

like us...upside down

and the wrong-way right

the fallen wrong-way-rounds

and have been for years

For the rack and ruin

lets call the tune 'rejoice'

And having chosen words...choose words.

Hope all are well..

Ant