In the darkroom
I scramble for my header,
a kingdom for scissors.
Sprocket enmesh header
and gyrate with deft turns
to the end of the spiral
cutting with a final twirl.
Let the darkness be illuminated,
by passing it to the teacher's hand;
that lost coordinated sensation
now can't find my tank.
Jul 13, 2022
Jul 13, 2022 at 1:26 AM UTC
In the darkroom
I scramble for my header,
a kingdom for scissors.
Sprocket enmesh header
and gyrate with deft turns
to the end of the spiral
cutting with a final twirl.
Let the darkness be illuminated,
by passing it to the teacher's hand;
that lost coordinated sensation
now can't find my tank.
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