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Fuck

  • Writer: Zachary Brett Charles
    Zachary Brett Charles
  • Dec 1, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Dec 31, 2022

there is a silhouetted figure

rough shape of an arched

doorway holding its buttery light

behind it I know


a poem is done

when I have said what

I wanted to say fuck


the silhouette for hoarding

all the damn light I lose

myself when I can’t see



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