The End Again
My onus
is in
the mud.
String on
finger
Day won
and done
not by me.
Threw
old bones
on floor,
see what
words they
roll into.
Answer
is nothing.
Big surprise.
Secret
to life
is adrenaline.
Once gone
no leg to
quiver on.
Lie down
They will
tap for you.
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