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Hands Tell the Story

Hands Tell the Storyby Michael DoyleSmooth and sultryThe jazz flautistSmooths out her linesSoothing like a silk mysteryThe jazz flautistBlows our mindsWhile somewhereIn that over thereA man watches a womanWishing he might persevereAnd didn’t know the fearLike only a man in … Continue reading

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Unplugged

Unplugged by Michael Romani Caught up in post-internet postulations A living algorithm of gesticulations I have become aware that my indulgence Requires nothing short of repentance Hunched over with my eyeballs strained This constant bombardment hurts my brain Now, I … Continue reading

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