Sunday 20 August 2017

Breathe the Free Air



I want to wake up
I want to wake up
I want to wake up

The little dog has fleas

I feel nothing
I will cut it out
this thing in my chest
All of the empty hallways
mile after mile 
antiseptic  
he doesn’t care if 
I know
he doesn’t care if 
anyone knows  

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