is a day before the boarded wood of unknowing men becomes stiff and fitted like a SIM card
within its babushka sizes
that quite like men do know to make a comment on the absurdity that someone would love or even live within what a king might grant us as public space
a castle
and the day before a dog walks into a car
6 baby chihuahuas in a pram and parent’s arms
and the truth of cancer in many body this week
author said author said
move me
life be the wind instrument
life be a non-offensive chord in triumph of arbitrary
I have woken up and touch the bodies in the pram
the day before we wake at an idea of living
we cannot be bothered to change
is the day we are most free
and I have not known this day
because it is passed
and freedom I think
is a memory
like time is
forget it’s there
really
forget about it
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