Saturday, 30 January 2021

9 : Walker

two As,

conjoined twins,

fragile and slanted

 

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green green black,

white joint caps,

dull dull leggings

 

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brand new,

a thousand bucks,

the iron will not creak, the bones

 

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walker, walker,

walk him away 

from this unpleasant home

 

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yesterday’s armour

stolen,

bones of his legs are rusting

 

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the man who's lost himself strolls,

hears the sound of his emptiness, 

his emptiness

 

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Riding an elephant,

Shahenshah?

the elephant is you

 

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Walk on your own

what was safely outside, 

would be in. He says,

 

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I will hang,

I will hang,

I will drown in the well.

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