buttons

in which the nominated foolish things
are rather more banal-cones glass theory joins me now
interpolated sticky tape what counts AS paraphernalia is
the property that she didn't have to surrender matters
alienation the ways in which they fan our allotropes
wonderful ringo my hero a code beyond imprint
yield everyday leather throw it away patinated
its skin grows old so many almost damask buckles
seem antique maybe personal of necessity
a student a huge jar so buttons buttons implicitly
bodily reappearing buttonholed time was precious
sheltered from observation from his church clock
breakaway severed and decamped his voice
with closed eyes missed—minded and mist

lafter

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