Oct 302013
I wear a ragged coat Sewed of shapes of all the states-- From the granite littlest To the frozen giant. Great Lakes the silver collar are And cool me when I'm riled; Stars stitched round heart and hem Shine a ragged anthem. I stir into a battered melting pot What scraps I scrape; At midnight dance beneath The moon's wormeaten face.
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