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Poetry of Issue 9: Fourtwelve21

4.12.21: 6:06 pm

i am tired of wearing a mask

i am sick & tired of wearing a mask

i am sick tired exhausted disgusted

w/wearing a mask

that doesnt fit

well really

i am tired of being this person

whose delivery from westside market

is 2 hours late, who looks like a troll, or a creature

from under a mushroom, pale & old, & over

what century is yr abode?

what universe do you inhabit?

where is your vaunted sense of humor,

your flare, flash, sex

appeal stamina

wilber, w/an e, once said, when he heard

how long i swim: she’s gonna make some guy

really happy

                             wilber w/an e, long gone along w/that tribe

of one-of-a-kind, one in a million giants, slipping off earths circumference

into oblivious space

                  useless cipher you indeterminate & grey

the ghosts of the universe tread, treading water

slowly slowly

by Eve Packer

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