they
say
mars
is
dead
but
how'd
those
rocks get to
the bottom
of the hill
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Poem Shadow of a Poem
For Eggtooth, who claimed one should never write a poem about a poem or a dream. This poem was created using his words.
Excerpt From the Americ Book of the Dead
The old woman’s body on a platform that fills the cave, pallid skin, leathered face, lower lip stretched up
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