#This is some bad poetry from a journal that has a pink bandana cover. It starts with a
#newspapaer clipping dated June 2, 1989
Mamory biscuspus
they all mean
the same thing
A gas lamp
illuminting lover
forgotten dove
In the flicker
flame of un-
wanted love
I still see the
amorphishm the
flame doesn’t die
Yet we all need
the same thing
the same flame
Which illuminates us
all in the same
room.

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