Curled-up like the day
before
he was born
eyes shut,
lights out,
blinds drawn
he’s witchin
a midnight
out of noon
meltin into his mattress
like horse melts
in a spoon.
Curled-up like the day
before
he was born
eyes shut,
lights out,
blinds drawn
he’s witchin
a midnight
out of noon
meltin into his mattress
like horse melts
in a spoon.
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