Sunday, February 19, 2017

Numbered Scrolling Poem

the goal was to close the
gap above my head before
it's host to a slimy droning
future, talking

new flesh but much quicker,

tenser seams to pick at -
though zero light aches now &
i keep having to reconstruct
my focus around preventing

some private rampage as my body
recovers from recent history
or every variation of newness
on this timeline

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