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Rebecca Wolff
Parkeresque
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I'd like a
lidless
Vicodin.
Oblivion.
Countless
sensation of him
leaving the room.
Come back soon.
It occurred to me
fait accompli.
Clinamen.
Phantom limb.
Black cat sleeping
(you used to be
next to me)
next to me
dreams our lost
telepathy.
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