We have had things
not done to us, all three of me.
I closed the door
it wasn't locked
You could have come in
You could have turned the knob
We shared one pillow, all three of me,
I didn’t have one dream
never on any night
I howl at faces I should forget
You should have come in
You should have turned the knob
We had big heads, all three of me,
I stained my memory with sleep,
my dreams lied
you cannot come in
you cannot turn the knob
Monday, June 13, 2011
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