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messenger

















my face glows blue from

the monitor in this unlit room

and in the air some desperate tune

smoky with ruin

via satellite makes its way to you


anonymous and yet

we incur personal debts

i’m a ghost and you amuse

strangers throwing daggers at hearts not even theirs to bruise



Joshua Wiebe



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