antique memos
by tanner brockwell
antique memos
dead air
dead time
the dead line
past recompense
past only this
there in the echo
the refrain
the happenstance
for once again
there in the moment
there for a moment
i thought i saw simulty
was a rabble of coughs
and other off’s
there for what was once
the vaguest of doubts
a sudden found out
and it was gone
the vapors risen
trailed the green hill
and floating apparitions
were [...]
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