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Norell |
he flips
the page
yet another page
on a legal-sized pad
thesaurus-laden images
crowded but pretending not to notice
like Californians caught in traffic
he's all about alliteration
because he experienced
something once
this is poem number 31 in the series
his tortured muse stretched
on yet another legal-sized canvas
a She so ideal
she's never exhausted
though we are
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