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Today’s Short #Poem 195

All your spellweaving
falls off the loom into a ditch –
the hole that lies between what is
and what will never happen –
a mess of tangled threads

You hack through umbilicals
like Crippen, ripper
to screw charity from a soft heart
use black-gutted evil to get light

Moloch in the playground
Let them play
these things have their sandbox
May love pour down –
and drench you

Ashley Bovan

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