end up in the discard bin
these sentences
without words
these memory fragments
I'm trying to misplace
these barely there dreams
leave me alone
and let all this dreary
regret and drink go--
I spy the carcass on
the spinning leaves
perilous jenny
sucks the cotton
in and smash it
like my human guts
and mix with saline injections
my eyes are younger still
than my body
I've left both in the mirror for days
without daring to look.
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