The mind that for I can only fathom a guess over two decades has been for whatever ill-conceived reason protected from harm and damage inside a skull, behind eyes, atop a body, whose digits drum incessantly in intrusively noisy percussion on the hard and hollow table-top, is a mind that seems to me allergic toContinue reading “Do You Mind?”
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wishbone
you crunch like a wishbone left out in the sun you whine like a tire losing air you curse like an angry child who has lost his ball and yet your words are ten feet tall with fists of steel
