Poems by abracadabra

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  • Upon my dusty window sill,
    a pair of plants...

  • This body is not for me, no.
    It lets me sigh in it, and laugh with it, and...

  • They've made an exhibit of our room for the...
    Now people come and shuffle around our bed and...

  • As those birds that fly
    with wings clamped...

  • Catch! (3)

    My mind dribbles
    like brine strained through a cheesecloth, I know...

  • Comfort
    in wriggling ten...

  • I was always one
    To colour in between the lines...

  • (Hostess. The word is a witching whisper.
    It rustles like a silk dress...

  • Strike up the orchestra, my friend,
    We shall have a waltz tonight...

  • Ugh. I should have known.
    It has been heaving itself upon me all day...

  • Today, the day has been like my carpet,
    Gray and worn and flat...

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