A Jingle in May
Life like…?
“...how many back their stance?”
I wondered if they were all like t h e m a n.
What was the first day I started to be
dead?
“Don’t know-- long time.”
“Did you ever…”
S
t
o
P
“...how long?”
May sounded like a jingle
“Two year- three year-- dunno.”
Slowly but surely I began to see
I’m an object to
H e
W
H
O
?/--
H e w h o s u r r o u n d s m e
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M
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S
S
h i m .
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