April Poem 22: NaPoWriMo

November from the people.
Speaking in semicolons
Through heightened exploitation
Repeat exploration.

3 dabbed if it were to be sleep.
With her pulling parameters (not old fingers),
he said don’t pull poetics out my nose.
Being Edna, hitting him at the hair,
The narrowly defined wave.

Sushi man had curled this wonder.
Emersonian hairs for the physicians.
Every important topic of a balding old man
Draped in friends lies,
White and growing at the center.

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