Sunday, October 15, 2017

places of death

just this thing
lying in a ditch
along the roadside
not much going on
trodden down into
the filth
leaps up
says no

i love you, you wild
animal
tread upon me no more

but it is so wearisome
all this untreading

how about you stop
in the first place?

this is your last chance

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