Exhausted Factory by Patricia Walsh — Fevers of the Mind

This exhausted factory, a comfort still abiding,The mantra of imperfection still holding swayLimited liability, sick pay, reasonable massacreAlternate homes going through the findback. The warm deluge cost no one ever,The stolid advertisement pervades at wilLolling in the shadow of depth of fieldNot a single convenience clutching at straws. No prizes for feeling rotten, explaining the […]

Exhausted Factory by Patricia Walsh — Fevers of the Mind

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