Friday, February 10, 2017

tiny hands

an orange beast bleeds on a
bed of hair a closet piss and
mice your face contains a
lens a handful of dogshit
approaches I slept a burning
shirt vomit streams from the
sleeves I groveled and spun ┬┐what
door is banging in the hall? rain
and chimpanzees fill the
shopping center and my triple
sleep falls off the bed falls off the
bed faucets explode in the walls
and the mailman slashes the phone
with a rusty breadknife


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