Ae01 Getting Use To Poem by Manonton Dalan
Ae01 Getting Use To
peaceful fits to my surrounding
melodic hum of air conditioning
birds call escape into my ears
chick fearing absence of mom
tiptoeing on grass pretending
to know her way; stuck on rocks
they're like us clingy sometimes
i remember when i look up...it's
all teeth i can see, feel pinch
pain that i shrug it off, i'm use
now i'm deaf to anything but
angry roars of nascar race
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