the jumpers I lent never find their way back
barely rehearsed, cold
overwhelmed I wasn’t ready for
the day has become tight
trying to force open a poem
the airtime in my mind:
vilify, vilify, vilify
can’t control
clenching jaw
the jumpers I lent never find their way back
barely rehearsed, cold
overwhelmed I wasn’t ready for
the day has become tight
trying to force open a poem
the airtime in my mind:
vilify, vilify, vilify
can’t control
clenching jaw