A short poem and an equally short reading video. All content written, shot, recorded, and edited by me. <br /> <br /> Dawn will not <br /> give you back <br /> a greeting <br /> and soft word <br /> persuasion <br /> is useless <br /> as old shit <br /> dropped down to <br /> fertilize <br /> nothing and <br /> just covers <br /> everything, <br /> all slick and <br /> pervasive. <br /> As much as <br /> I'd like I <br /> can't help here. <br /> You might try <br /> shaking the <br /> wind. Use the <br /> teeth sitting <br /> in your mouth. <br /> Hold it there <br /> till its hurt <br /> is your hurt— <br /> the same hurt— <br /> till both hurt <br /> like twilight <br /> exuded <br /> there when dawn's <br /> head pokes through.
