peace
was found
in the backseat
of a cop car
where no one
was held
outside
a closed
thrift store.
when faced
with being
left behind
passed over
wins out.
I’d go fishing
if I knew
where I’d gone.
would drive, dog walk, divine
would these
our mothers
were it not
for sudden
bouts
of lucidness.
again
an illegal
pair
of dogs
has diagnosed
dad
with doll’s
ankle.
the movers
take the table
leave the cloth. please
love our baby
like the man
they didn’t
send.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
peace
was found
in the backseat
of a cop car
where no one
was held
outside
a closed
thrift store.
when faced
with being
left behind
passed over
wins out.
I’d go fishing
if I knew
where I’d gone.
would drive, dog walk, divine
would these
our mothers
were it not
for sudden
bouts
of lucidness.
again
an illegal
pair
of dogs
has diagnosed
dad
with doll’s
ankle.
the movers
take the table
leave the cloth. please
love our baby
like the man
they didn’t
send.
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