I ordered the day

 

I ordered the day

like I order my winter socks.

One pair full of holes.

 

Like I order rooms

by hammering at noise.

Persistent voices.

 

Gathered them all up.

Spaces happen in the heel

and then never mend.

 

I ordered the lamb

and expected to fleece it

of its shorn wool.

 

 

 

 

 

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