In the mud, more of us have left B
It in the mud, not mine, you see R
Still thrashing in this version unhealthy A
Teeth, interpretation, recognition, I
Unhealthy. And so I’m tired and going N
Everywhere with legs like faces S
Pressed down by black gloves, L
Ivy skinned, wrinkled. The wet U
Makes snowshoes around my eyes, G
The knees, the windows open O
Like skipping records, bobble headed P
Continuum, one part stereo system, E
One part natural cog, seem-like N
Carrots on the wing. S
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