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Meeleirrek In April
Meeleirrek
Kept
touching me
But I don’t believe
She
knew it,
She passed
The sensations off
As stress and fear
And loneliness,
Anxiety flowing
Through it,
Of course
I returned her touch
The reverse flow
Is automatic,
But I don’t believe
She realized
For the mystical wears
No jacket.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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