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Writer's pictureTin Can Poetry

Sheets By Max Goodman

I need to be wrapped.

Tight.

In the white-starched sheets

Of a funeral parlour.

I’ll lay

Silent and still 

With small wet breaths.

Swaddled like a newborn.

My pure rebirth.

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