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Pranab Singh

Peeling

The evilness in a potato is never to be underestimated
The laziness of a potato is never to be understated

The hands that hold you are the hands that will drop you
The hands that hold you are too close to be nice to you
The hands that hold you are too dry to moisturize

The peeler is the potato's gravest enemy
For the peeler removes the mask the potatoes hide behind

The tools you hold don’t fit your hand
The tools you made are no longer in hand
The tools you have no longer feel your hand
The tools you have have made you a tool

The potatoes grow underground in stealth and solitude
The potatoes grow large and roundish without ever meaning to



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