Ransacking through closets. Skulls roll, you kick the bones back in. Slamming doors. Opening others. Trying to find the right mask that fits for the day.
Each occasion
A different mode of persuasion
How exhausting. Aren’t you tired?
Jusjess Poetry: Poetry & Utterances of Written Art
Poetry and Prose
Ransacking through closets. Skulls roll, you kick the bones back in. Slamming doors. Opening others. Trying to find the right mask that fits for the day.
Each occasion
A different mode of persuasion
How exhausting. Aren’t you tired?
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