Sunday, August 4, 2019
like you never lost a patient -
plainer, saner,
we're only
inane er
so, drunk
so round
colorless eyed
and timber
enter
hinder
haven't seen me move
to smoke
lumberjack shirts or just black
straps
the color of that jacket
jeans
& caps
damn stubble
itch, stumble
crumble
in cold
heat
i don't say
but i out
old, mood
of doubt
popular songs and chilled films
your hymns
i go unbound
your hands
the friends
who think they've got me figured out
so long, fade, shroud
in ends
take
pepper
eyes
incongruous ties
the while i spin
they win.
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