Wednesday, April 12, 2017
A Choir of Animals
why don’t we wear our beasts upon our heads
like festive furs for the world to see
because once we have been decorated
in our own depravity
made our missteps into music
something lovely emerges
from those unhinged jaws
echoes our song
and it is our own to keep
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