sentimental/

Posted on September 30, 2020 by Michael Raven

don't follow me
i'm the march hare
the boojum in your head
contrariwise and
clockwise
i'm late i'm late
i'm late

don't follow me
no forks or hopes
soft soap, crisp smiles
will not protect
against the horrors
tulgy wood

don't follow me

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