treadbare

i have
become
treadbare
threadbare
spinning in place
yet never moving
never finding
traction
in traction
a reactioniary
revisionist
no time for
thought
no plan
no future
no time for
foresight
forgot to look
ahead
hooking
a gift horse
in the hellmouth
beating a dead
hoarse throated
cry of the
harebrained
hairtrigger sniper
the asinine
assassin
treadbare
navigating
an icy ravine
in a threadbare
jacket of
hastily stitched
lies

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