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  • Gary Hunter

Oliver's Flip Side - June 22, 2021

when I’m not scolding him





or eating something nasty

he watches me like a baby

does a mother’s face

or snores rich bellyfuls

or sleeps in twisted bliss

it seems with innocence

forgetfulness is the equivalent

of forgiveness


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