Tuesday, October 17, 2017





eats

your shirt I drilled it when
a grub doubled in the sink your
foot a cloud returns was
faucet leak again next Tuesday
loss of buttons and a headache
was a red pill a blue a hollow
pill – your head of state -
sodden clump drowning in the
shallows your leg it was
bent straight down no we
there no pastel towel mono
grammed with toothpaste I
slept inside your pocket
dreamed a runny fork that
dream the dream of starting
dinner over

was squirming in your cheek



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