I danced with machinery
in the form of crooked
man flesh and bagambo
fresh thoughts-
it was all I ever hoped
for and not nearly
long enough. We played
spoons until sunrise.
I hope for another round.
I danced with machinery
in the form of crooked
man flesh and bagambo
fresh thoughts-
it was all I ever hoped
for and not nearly
long enough. We played
spoons until sunrise.
I hope for another round.
The Word Rummager 
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