Friday, December 13, 2019





—NOTHING FROM NOTHING LEAVES NOTHING


                                                         dunno

                      goddamn       damn      the  damn rain       this almost      2 am morning      pecking and pecking       again       trembling like       senseless murder       or      contented       consensual       suicide       same as my misplaced       motives       moxie       that monday       sunday      one day      when        you said       see ya       again      is jangling       ringing in       the muddy patter       new year       same as yesterday       that day       and       so sure       i’ve got       a dagger       tucked        under my pillow       down        fluttering everywhere       the feathers      all like a       murky rainbow      flurry      and it's     kind of pretty      actually      some sticking to      my chest gleaming     cherry      blue     black      i know i know i know      i should be       grateful but        i dunno       all i want to      know       is how      you        are        and      who’s sweet       breath       is keeping      you warm       making you         shine       brand new       and       golden

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