blood notes
Comb your hair in Ohio
and to some
you’ll sound
like a radio.
You were not a sad baby
but your mouth
had a twin.
The shelf life of nothing
is absence.
Comb your hair in Ohio
and to some
you’ll sound
like a radio.
You were not a sad baby
but your mouth
had a twin.
The shelf life of nothing
is absence.
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