a shrug feels even (9x12”)
I only have room for one in each hand,
They tell me one weighs more than the other
But a shrug feels even
Most porous they leak permanence,
I wish I knew which one to throw at you
Or to stuff down my throat and digest,
For now I’ll just juggle the remains
Hoping air will disintegrate them in transit.
I only have room for one in each hand,
They tell me one weighs more than the other
But a shrug feels even
Most porous they leak permanence,
I wish I knew which one to throw at you
Or to stuff down my throat and digest,
For now I’ll just juggle the remains
Hoping air will disintegrate them in transit.
I only have room for one in each hand,
They tell me one weighs more than the other
But a shrug feels even
Most porous they leak permanence,
I wish I knew which one to throw at you
Or to stuff down my throat and digest,
For now I’ll just juggle the remains
Hoping air will disintegrate them in transit.