typical is tuesday
tiptoeing through the testes tantrum
told we are nothing
more than superficial
sold to saturday
seems like only yesterday
our teeth were taxed
for monday morning
taken
with the trash
when thursday sang
its threnody
wednesday, wrought with acquiescence
sanctified by sunday’s dawn
slapped sans ceremony
for when friday fell
we all thanked god…



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Max Meunier/Remnants from the Realm of Dissociation
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