IT’S HAPPENING ALL AROUND YOU AND I’M SORRY
Enter balmy sleep:
replete with 1’s and 0’s
Cling for dear strife
Can you feel its heartbeat?
Places hand on palimpsest receipt
This is everything
Wake: coffee sleeve on to-go cup
missing. Chalked up to
A shit start
Boss says:
capital loss can’t be had
But your job
Draws circles, heptagons
yells figures through megaphone
Boss is a cunt
Who belongs in a morgue
or is it you?
Self-doubt is a cunt
Lattice of spirit, waived
marital status to self:
Widowed
Searches pneuma pile
one must be yours
Selects magenta blazer
As in party favor, blenches at
cursory decision-making process
Time to go home
Public domain looks like
shadowy tile, on repeat
Slips on magenta blazer
Candy cane finger joy
Better than when you were five
Toys RRRRRRRRR Us
Lights out. Enter balmy sleep
Places hand on palimpsest grief
This is everything
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