First Takeover






First Takeover


The day has three faces
you must bundle it up

before smoking it
You can't roll it

and put it away
because it tastes different, dry

You can't buy prepaid days
lined up in a box

We senses days the same way
a bassist guesses the entrance

of the piano or , he sax
it's announced by the aroma

of coffee we drink
like evictees

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