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Breakfast With Pavlov's Dogs
By Salty Ships
In sleep
I find you as my child father must have
with your tiny bones soaked in the monsoon rains
and a handful of English pebbles clutched clumsily between your teeth
Upon waking
I uncover you from the fog of my bathroom mirror
and shatter the glass.
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Copyright 2015 Salty Ships
Published on Monday, March 9, 2015.
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"Poetry"
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On Sunday, October 29, 2023, carlosjackal
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Incredible work.
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On Monday, November 13, 2017, Cassette
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oh, those dreams...
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A former member wrote:
heavy dose of pain. crucial assault on memory.
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A former member wrote:
Awesome ending. I don't quite get how you the title goes with the poem though. . .
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