by cab
major storm breaks out
midst travel
trees fall,
block the roads
returning home
only to become captive
forced to try on a bra?!!
imminent fear
of being violated
then the garden
full of friends
dressed as policemen
we escape
but then the world tips over
hopelessly
cling..
strands of grass
can only but break
can only
but
fall.
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