from NUMBERS: A Poem 420. Countless detail. 420. Some danger we’re in. 421. Days outside. And generic anvil. 422. If true. Days slitter the skin. 421. Scars splattered. The face. 421. Historic detail.
from NUMBERS: A Poem 420. Countless detail. 420. Some danger we’re in. 421. Days outside. And generic anvil. 422. If true. Days slitter the skin. 421. Scars splattered. The face. 421. Historic detail.