suppose there was a man all suited. suppose there was a maiden, muted. suppose there was a teenage love. suppose there was a leather glove. suppose there was a human making more of nothing; then all hating. suppose there was a rose in bloom. suppose there was an afternoon. suppose there was a mare to face. suppose there was a leg encased in concrete, cement, or angel dust. suppose there was a world to trust. suppose there was a fire, burning. suppose too that it knew no turning on or off at a switch’s behest. suppose there was a beating chest. suppose that i have no words left.
good morning, all incendiary
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