DE ( / quakertown, pa)

For The Lions

for broken toes
it seems is like a moralists dream
and i know that two
plus two
four separate notions
of careless breath expelled
through digital contact
and we fall
sometimes moreso
when its our time to shine
and we all fall
but the strong pick themselves up
and the weak
well they are left for the lions

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