sameness in jagged
little pieces
held
cold to chest, sun’s
grin runs sleeve
to sleeve..
oh cheshire
prince,
enchanted forest
whispers i no
longer
believe..
‘cept when neck
deep in
sea
of
dream.
Grumpy Gorman
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