Day House




Day House


People and things
enter the day house,
acrid herbs,
sleep deprived horses,
pretensions with music,
mannequins resembling girls.
You and I enter.
Dance enters, the sun,
a life insurance agent
and a policeman enter.
We are going to sell ourselves,
Mayhem.

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