What do I need to do? To not die, today. What will I need? To make it through the end, of the day. What do I not need? To get by, should I say? Medicine, just this one pill,
I'm gray. For you to answer, the phone. I've been on hold for so long, and I need you right now... please stay. For this tire to last, just a bit longer, maybe one more hour, or maybe, with luck, through to the end, of the whole day.
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NOTES & SKETCHBOOKErin Thomas is an artist, designer and photographer living in Southern Maine Archives
October 2020
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