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Phone Rustle
MW (14 July 1973 / Berent)

Phone Rustle

Wonted withoout want-
what for?
Voice rustles distant
Through cord and
Wire, satellite, stars,
Space, sky, seas and
Dreamy fog wraps
Receiver and my
Head's voice receiver
Want rushes up
From the grounds
Of my stomach.
Want calm!

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