Language doesn’t always reveal one’s head
thereby “hot summer,”
the frantic man recalls
of his day on the sun,
as he watches the TV woman
coax a wax pepper
under boiling water,
to sweat off its bitter suit.
Language doesn’t always reveal one’s head
thereby “hot summer,”
the frantic man recalls
of his day on the sun,
as he watches the TV woman
coax a wax pepper
under boiling water,
to sweat off its bitter suit.
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