DAVID GERARDINO - OLDEST BLUFF......................

FEEBLE lights,
cluttered rooms,
the tinkling of
sound, like a key
having intercourse
with a broken lock,
stop, drop,
stop, drop,
you heard me, pack
your stuff up, and
fly away, into the
sadness of your
dreams.

DAVID GERARDINO

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