P.h.d…

Write like you never wrote before

Chisel the unspelled

Into the unmoulding

Write with unknown letters, misspelled of milk teeth

Of nipples for gray whiskers, lip it

Start with a whisper

end with a sigh

make the comma skid

Back

to its mother

Let the pundits track your

unleft trace


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