*All I need is some air
air
air
I used to walk over there
right over there
but now the hallways depress me.*
*I stretch and yawn
the hospice just fare
fare
fare
always cold and still,
white. Bare.*
*My mother's questions
lodge crystals in
my colon.
Now we'll know
an emerald city.*
*The Coat
(Unsurprsingly) says
"It's my first day"
My cocktail of
tiny hard whites
and oranges,
yellows, blues;*
A declaration I am not new.
*In fact,
I
may never be through.
More white Coats
await corners as
mini-bosses do.*
*The controller breaking
in my palms.
I haven't lost but if I did where would I go?
The answer is, nobody knows
knows
knows.*
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
*All I need is some air
air
air
I used to walk over there
right over there
but now the hallways depress me.*
*I stretch and yawn
the hospice just fare
fare
fare
always cold and still,
white. Bare.*
*My mother's questions
lodge crystals in
my colon.
Now we'll know
an emerald city.*
*The Coat
(Unsurprsingly) says
"It's my first day"
My cocktail of
tiny hard whites
and oranges,
yellows, blues;*
A declaration I am not new.
*In fact,
I
may never be through.
More white Coats
await corners as
mini-bosses do.*
*The controller breaking
in my palms.
I haven't lost but if I did where would I go?
The answer is, nobody knows
knows
knows.*
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