Mole

I went to ground, ready to break the gray clock. My mouth is a warren. Bring me a field, a bitter plain to bezzle in and fear rank as wine.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 13 April 1662.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

I went to , ready to break

My mouth is a .

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