The Toothpick

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The toothpick of propriety

From this sandwich shall fall

After the teeth of age

Have gnawed at bits

And Life digested

The bread away

Then layers

Unravel

Squishy bits

Return to clay

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Child-like drawing-me

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July 8, 2025

Rejected In Paris – Aneesh Sathe

[…] who know me for any amount of time are made aware of my taste for writing poetry. It’s usually pretty bad but I persist, cause why not. The OG is long gone […]

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