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NOT SEEN - a poem

 

i carry your heart with me ( i carry it in my

not seen ) i am never without it ( anywhere

i go you go, with my gear, weed wallet

phone keys, my darling)

                                       i fear

no fate (for it could fit in my sling bag) i want

no world (for there is one in my tote)

and it's you are whatever a moonbag has always meant

and whatever is in my cash passport is you

 

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud 

and the sky of the sky of a tree called kush;which grows

high and then somebody cuts and i buy and hide in my not seen)

i got it at corner store cpt

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 



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