Sunday, May 8, 2016

sore lost

my stool groaned and fumed be
fore the door my stool a nos
tril was or was a system and a
system ,detail of gaseous stroke
or deeper than my nauseous s
kin a fork sinking in a pool a
tire rests beside ,refracted
hours in your hubcap mirrored
.its mouther foamed ,its soon
ignored its fossil gleams b
efore the bedroom floor


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