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a.d. winans | foolish questions
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A.D. Winans | Photo: Raindog
my doctor sees me every
six months
asks me if I feel suicidal
worthless depressed
funny question to ask
a poet
From Big Hammer No. 8, 2005 | Iniquity Press / Vendetta Books. This issue is available by clicking here…
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2 Comments
December 20th, 2009 at 8:55 pm
Just one word…beautiful!
This is great poetry…
Greets from Germany,
Phil
December 20th, 2009 at 9:11 pm
Herzlichen Dank Philipp für Deine Grüsse aus Deutschland!
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