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Writing as probing is never a new

science or technique when thoughts flex like snails,

crawling in trails and sloughing down a glue

trace on the arrebol tiles with gold sails:

There is a message on the watershed

in hidden letters of fishscale that read:

SPARE THE ROD WHEN USING A WATERBED,

SHARE THE WEALTH WHEN SCATTERING YOUR BIRDSEED:

East meets west when the sun drowns its bald head

in the mentholated Caribbean;

when it bolts barbs will feel astringed and dead

under the strident deafness of Leon:

This way we minimize the razor’s bumps

when affecting our heads against blunt stumps.

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