dislodged

babe
i’m holding out
to die at the right time

but nixing it badly
every day|on the hour
been wondering

how does magic
become a tragic
smile i dream?

been rehashing
poisoned|passion
cuz there’s something

precious about this
untwist
outside my door

::

Q44, dVerse & Real Toads

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