Dressing for Less

the labeled log inside yr trace o seeming
lather gutter speed aside !whiskey and
tooth ,beasts ,rustling watchbands in my
drawer a cloud that was ,broke the knobs
off .gasholine and floating up my throat
some oily coins a crick of levers ,drawers
,window latches squeaking in the soup I
cupped in my hand o throwup limply flooded
was

that my suit

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Bang Gnab

waged the floor off single ladder stung
my watered foot so rised I felt my
head under .but laughed and tight a
drift of sand inside my throat I
spoke in waves .your counter dressed y
our mirror falls inside my sleeve why
bristling nor offer use nor labor den
tifricted what I lost a bowl of
weeds shining like a


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