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Naked
Thoughts
So I ended up at this party
For thoughts only,
No bodies, no containers,
Simply stark thoughts,
Like any other gathering
It broke down into small
Groupings here and there,
Each little block thinking
Thoughts about the others
In the usual negative way,
Are they real or are they
Googled,
I hear she thinks around,
He has a big thought but
There’s nothing downstairs,
Of course three simple thoughts
Let the occasion get to them
And long before the end
They proved how empty they
Really were,
Two thoughts slipped away
Somewhere and the thought
Of two thoughts fucking in
An empty room really blows
Your mind,
I left early and bumped into
A thought from New York
That could be worth following
Up on and exploring.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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