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letters III (07/19/2017)
i am so full of love it's criminal
a faucet with a broken spout
I am everywhere; I'm a mess
I'm the locker room nosebleed that just won't stop
won't stay
won't coagulate
any jostle, any change
And it's just hours and hours
until you're dizzy and think about calling an ambulance.
I am the unhealed ribs of a boxer training his way out of foreclosure, one cough away from falling apart
...Tuesday 1st August 2017 11:24 pm
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