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Mapping pins

We are cut

from the same cloth

Our poetry, our words

are mapping pins

 

The inner rip

The visceral tear

The internal cut

 

Fist rage embodied

in every silent tiny prick

of the mapping pin.

🌷(2)

◄ BETTER KEEP QUIET (with art work by Lee Campbell)

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