Merrill Gillaspy              editor
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morning lines #132

8/25/2017

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Lyrica, oh Pfizer, takes the corners of this REM-sleep sheet,
shaking it out until it billows and sails toward sky and space,
to who-knows-where --
someone knows --
settling onto the white noise of the night,
and ultimately disappearing into the dark light,
the shades and shadows of which I’ll never see.
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