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At a Reasonable Hour

  • Writer: Tim Martin
    Tim Martin
  • Jan 30, 2021
  • 1 min read

this room's a purgatory now

in twilight of evolution

where we sing sea shanties

for unknown comparisons

gentle hands pinch double bass strings

when grief was a puppy

eager & only in the moment

one purgative memory

faith & dreamland

misheard fortunes

remembered as old acquaintances

by their karaoke choice

if it was new year's day

i could never keep addresses

let alone personal information

but was taught to entertain

drink your poison

& fantasize

about emergency exits

 
 
 

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