The Cold Tap Sings

the p-word

A fragment jotted down as the trigger for a future poem is somehow complete in its incompleteness.

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‘Two Lines for a Poem About Beauty’

But are you blushing because you love me
Or because you brushed your cheeks with make-up?

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