songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

here i lie

..fell down + can’t get up..

 

since the first caveman  shambolic  +fetid

lay +did not get up  humans have not been

fond of death   but  who loves peace more

than death?

 

hands up if u think u do

 

when the wind brings covidlaced spittle

to the nostril’s edge   +sister morphine  +

sister death  wait in the wings  this deathbed

thing   becomes  lugubrious   repetitious

 

+death’s bitches  huddle  in condos+caves

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Fall 2020

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