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days eat their own tails
and i think each time
if i can just sleep
if i can remember a ring
made from daisies
on a summer day
before i dreaded
the cycling crushing
repetition

as a child
i often dreamt of bread
within which lurked living wires
which would infest my body
coil round my heart
when i took a bite
eventually they escaped my dreams
and my waking became haunted
instead

and so it continues
yesterday eats tomorrow

Thanks @FrostPoem - ring.

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