the rag
The street shaped window, the doors with the gag.
This room like mountains without a floor -
Bones in the bed, pipes dust blown.
Come here for the salt, it's wet cotton cloth -
Body in box, hands on their faces.
Quota on shelf like white glass strip.
Dress up in rags! Your hair in ashes!
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