and another one bite[’]s the dust
then another one bite s the dust i love getting jaggedly. shoved to a reminder that i have this body shaping to form. i only hope. you have not bothered to believe forever. i forgo(e)t. time before we arrived, i stood up. this t(w)(o)o. counting became how days went by without participate. require. what if there was only one possible? when? the call. dis- ruptures. we stay moving in a cement government. mold. again. i refroze, literally....