the failure to communicate is
dizzying, a migraine that never
goes away, aching in my stomach
and a bruised heart is welcome,
not cold, disinfectant moods
that burn fallen leaves in spring.
fucked up matters fall straight and sure
like disciplined water from taps.
dizzying, a migraine that never
goes away, aching in my stomach
and a bruised heart is welcome,
not cold, disinfectant moods
that burn fallen leaves in spring.
fucked up matters fall straight and sure
like disciplined water from taps.
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