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| Deeds and Angel -- JD Kruger, GLP4 |
The Escape
When I think of love
it vanishes
like the key of Houdini
half swallowed, lodged
in his throat, to be
coughed up only when hidden
at the bottom of the lake, performing
the magic of unbinding
releasing the crowds from their own
invisible iron chains. Regurgitating
the barely mouthed Word, I
perform the dreadful escape
rising to the surface, once again
tucking the key in my throat.
JD Kruger, GLP4
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