You always have your hand
on my hair-trigger. There it lingers
until it blows you up in billows
of fluff. Has you staggering like a panhandler
clamoring for a buck when he’s down
on his luck.
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 6:03 AM UTC
You always have your hand
on my hair-trigger. There it lingers
until it blows you up in billows
of fluff. Has you staggering like a panhandler
clamoring for a buck when he’s down
on his luck.
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