05 Apr
we are
headed-for-the-wall crash-test voodoo dolls
eying the bloodiness of the past,

we are producing
the day again

licking past cuts will buckle up to
another inevitable boom & tinkling glass

just as needle stuck as
bang-ups follow
blank eyes

1.0 6/5
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Posted by on April 5, 2022 in Poetry


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