dirt and caramel dogs
popped rocked for god
in the drive-thru fix
walls whiter can cover it up mostly
but i still can't feel your ribcage move
sing boy 90.4%water
couldn't separate paper
from the shy boy
who's 13.4%fighter
touch the scabs lightly or they peel off like fresh paint
and photocopy the wounds* for immediate distribution**
*mostly to head, defensive in nature
**scattered randomly under windshield wipers in urban parking spaces
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1 comment:
i still didn't brew my morning tea. xhjxlhm. i still didn't do any work. i still lost my belief in science.
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