teeth
what time were you born this morning?
what time were you born this morning when the curtains of your eyelids were drawn back for the first time in this new country called today how much of your old life came with you did it break skin when it tried hooking teeth into your arm I know that happens sometimes the biting the attempt to follow you through the night’s resurrection you know the teeth marks were yours right don’t forget to disinfect the wound and tonight try following the sun into her gentler sleep where yesterday fades into screaming shades of red and tomorrow is welcomed by light



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