DAY 222: ARE THESE THINGS MATERIAL TO OUR COVENANT?

Spooky’s re-generating human hair
now she is at soft arms checked
her cotton at soft arms because I
have the same hairdo but am really bad
at soft arms a patch of waving
grass divides this book inside
the cloud these instructions
these expanses echo wordless
inside the mouthpiece and are not
lucky at soft arms a foul-smelling
ox-faced ghost boy grinning at
soft arms in all four corners
of the waiting room spitting
teeth into a paper cup at soft
arms the widest shadows held him
at soft arms in the mirror where
are you going back inside your blood
she said at soft arms she said at soft arms.

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