arch of the spine
senses the cathode blue in
you matricide muse clip
the heads of dolls
ask kemper
or gein paving a world blacklist thought returns
my spine arched
like a rainbow
retrieving
the shell casings
sparkling like animal eyes
all around
us
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i wonder who in your life knows about this side of you.
The poet or Neanderthal?
the poet.
Not too many.
too bad.
I like to lurk in crawl spaces
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