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Chain Chain Chain

[sonnet version, varied line-break]

Once upon a time, I had bruised slightly
My 
Fing-
Erend in ty-
Ing
Unneedful knots too brutally. 
The knots were sonnets, rhy-
Ming
Not gracefully, 
Losing 
Bout by 
Bout despite my 
Careful tying. 
I had not thought writing 
Was so much like fighting. 
I stay-
Ed at it relentlessly 
Tying tying tying 
Every 
Musing, 
Bruising 
blossom stylistically.
The daisy-
Chain was for no one particularly
(Or perhaps I am lying). 
You know how things 
Get tangly 
When we practice firstly.... 
The leng-
Thening 
String 
Of words got too stringy 
And self-involved in singing
That should have taken flight more singly 
By 
Whistling 
Unconcernedly 
And not too self-consciously.


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