when it comes to humoring
me
by name
my memories
draw a blank.
I had a daughter
and three
sons.
my hands
could’ve been
the hands
of an umpire.
in the untouched church
of suicide
was the untouched
church
of **********
it’s like seeing
a television
on tv. the comedians
and their failed
sisters.
do your thoughts
still take
the temperature
of god?
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
when it comes to humoring
me
by name
my memories
draw a blank.
I had a daughter
and three
sons.
my hands
could’ve been
the hands
of an umpire.
in the untouched church
of suicide
was the untouched
church
of **********
it’s like seeing
a television
on tv. the comedians
and their failed
sisters.
do your thoughts
still take
the temperature
of god?
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