That Time Again
It’s that time again-
everyone is riding dead
subways, lolling, rolling heads
traveling over bombs.
It’s that time again
she is unwinding into sick
threads of knitting needle dread and cutting
to the point.
It’s that time again-
everyone is riding dead
subways, lolling, rolling heads
traveling over bombs.
It’s that time again
she is unwinding into sick
threads of knitting needle dread and cutting
to the point.
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