Donning the Vertical Stripe

Wondering when work became the priority,
into the closed door I was prying open
walking ass first
I'm thrown in reverse,
Band-aiding the gushing unfixable.


Inspired by the question: What if everything in the world were backwards? What would that mean to you? How would that look? How would it work?

So... I originally wrote this the other way around and reversed the lines for it to be read backwards. ;)


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