Saturday, June 25, 2022

14,380. PRAYING THE LIGHTS OUT, AGAIN

PRAYING THE LIGHT OUTS, AGAIN
I was born in the rain, fully clothed.
My mother said I was quite a surprise,
and not only to her alone. Now that
part's over. I return sprinkling red
pepper on my face. Mostly I'm too
tired to care if it burns.
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There's no chemistry in the chemistry
lab, and they no longer put joy in the
Almond Joys. Seems as if the whole
world'S somehow shifted. I meddle
with anything I can, but still wake
up freezing. Or maybe that's better
said as screaming. Yes! I still wake
up screaming.

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