Desire grows cold ,its ashes found
In a hospital of flowing nose wires.
Such is the acerbic wit of old poet
Fat rolls are extended palm scrolls
Long- running frayed manuscripts.
Desire grows cold, a wrinkled past.
Desire grows cold ,its ashes found
In a hospital of flowing nose wires.
Such is the acerbic wit of old poet
Fat rolls are extended palm scrolls
Long- running frayed manuscripts.
Desire grows cold, a wrinkled past.
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