local 606

dear tornado bathroom crew

some tethered dolls were before
all of this. you covered

with me in the night
i had to cover myself. and now i can’t
return the calls, though
i try, to the ones

with the gentle
faces, and this one’s leg
quivers, and someone bites

her lips–the ones with all the secrets.



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