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Some days – By @currantjones

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May 6, 2020

Some days

Some days

Bitterly, the morning drips by,

Toothpaste orange juice and coffee.

The day is corrupt on waking,

Sickly bright with birds in song.

My tongue drags over the grey

ridges of my brain. The muffled

morning echoing haphazardly

through the day.

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