I Extend Myself


Here stands a pathogenesis of me.
An extra lime -
who's naumannite made.

Laughing in my faceprint, begging.
A partygoer of mine -
with idents and lifemanship.

Gripped by handbooks and touched
by cheers this otocyst -
looks just like me.

Chance Poetry (N+7)

A. Evensen

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