such a familiar collaging collage 

sounds rebounding
in ways only found
in words wraping ’round
them trying to be frowning
mix’n all in there with just
a li’l bit’a clowning
for so hiding here inside
this body’s some body
or even smaller ones squirming
and teasingly yearning
conjuring-up to distort
a dash of learning
wanting to churn inside
a holy taciturn
out of which they never
cannot can squirm
just ’round and ’round
and ’round in term

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