Turn

Listening to the tumble
in my womb
the squiggly line
the rumbling moon
that casts a silver shadow
across the fools
who prop and play and bend
the rules for centuries
Well.
It’s not my turn
It’s my turn
to play
and I’m quite quite okay
with that–

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