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Dave BontaCheerful

a perfect god in high heels slipping on the frosty street

our usual hands founder lost at land

doubts made of jest may be given over for a sacrifice

no surprise is new on the tailor’s mother tongue

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 9 January 1665.

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