Poezie
learning
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Mediu
women have taught me
the solitude of soul mates
canned in jars of alcohol and promises,
and why does poetry hang herself
on the lamp
each morning.
a woman taught me how to lie,
another how to spell german correctly,
then, how to tear wings of
synthetic
flies from journal pages.
who could say
he learned nothing
from a woman?
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