22 may 2020
Walking Out
Do not give me a shrine.
Not for me.
A no-name.
Between hollyhock and
rose, I like the
laltern.
I am not a savage,
mangling, the bush.
Happy hormones,
I am coming at peace with me
but no opioid sleep.
Thumbs-up for my failure
to become a joke.
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