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placeholder for something darker II (03/25/2020)
the long and loping ache
of the seizing loop called
Aorta
crimped by a lifetime
of sacrifice to the dogs
of electrochemistry:
wrung beats from the feverish sweat
of bedmates and
those kinds of friendships that die in shared smoke
Rising: fragile broken birds
whose abalone pieces remain
imprinted christmases on my blood
trading one tether for another
to let loose and limp
the w...
Friday 27th March 2020 11:18 pm
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