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My Head

More to my head.
Drinking the death,
Of seventeen sentences.

So prompt the passage.
Where we used to play,
Plied on the leeward.

From the simian auteurs.
Giving words for free.
Speaking innocently.

Looking along the lay.
Capillary of time.
Lime aged accent.

Wind in the hollow.
Peculiar fellow,
Screaming perfidy.

Sorrowful undress.
Tightness of breath.
Lament my head.

A narrow domain.
Placed parade,
Sinecure frayed.

© Mohammed Miah. 2003.