Prison Break
It would be a kindness.
Crate up this contamination,
warehouse it. For our sake.
The end of these months.
It would be a kindness,
to sing away what devils us.
Songs returning in pricks
and particles to our ears.
It would be a kindness.
prompted by Poetic Bloomings “New Year” #319, and shared with
@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter © Misky 2020
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