a series of exercises
you can read back over them later
tout them around in a pocketbook
like the one mother had
when under florescent lights in the dime store
she caught glimpse of them
and she passed out
right then and there
she was out
cold
and they called for
a siren machine
and it came but they
just told her to
go back home
down the street there
and get some rest
of course she
was always getting rest
getting rest wasn’t what she needed
what was it she needed?
god knows
the same god some say is dead
flip a coin
and you still don’t know
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