How we work
Long day afternoons mourning.
There's fruit flies on
The toothbrush and teeth
In the sink. pick and chews
Time to come
Clean. I'm eating
It up. time to
Come to. and her
Virgin birth perfect
In the room the women
Come and go talking
Of Leonardo DiCaprio
How many ways is there to count to know if
Someones dead
Long day afternoons mourning.
There's fruit flies on
The toothbrush and teeth
In the sink. pick and chews
Time to come
Clean. I'm eating
It up. time to
Come to. and her
Virgin birth perfect
In the room the women
Come and go talking
Of Leonardo DiCaprio
How many ways is there to count to know if
Someones dead
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a slightly altered line taken from 'the love song of j. alfred prufrock' by ts eliot. not sure how it fits within this context, but both the poem and the song are wonderful.