Saturday, June 24, 2017

Slobberwolf

I counted almost ten bones
It was a muddy moment
I continued to feel strange
And chose the strangest one

An ache none can see
I am so over it
I feel calm now
And temporary

Turn me please

You are deserted
I was born on a menu
Sure my laugh was improper
Improper as a parmesan cheese

I assisted a passenger
in a car full of diversity

No one ever got out
No one

I was nuanced
I was queer
I was argent

I was an agent ago

Torso-me elves
& one
& eon

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