Freeverse 318

5/7/20

the cruelest sweets
the unwanted purr of engines
a rise in suicide
the rope tattles on us
for We so kindly overloaded the body
irritable, irritable, irritable
move yourself 6 times a day
3 meals a day
fiery airships optimistically float
to dystopian heights
the naive believe it an ark
we fight back with butter knives
the captain lays you in the gravel
red as your chest

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