hemorrhage emotion until the edges of the words rub together & the letters
question their very own meaning; spin the world on its shuddering axis
& remember how the boundaries & the hate cannot be viewed from space;
turn me upside down on the playground equipment hanging from my knees
until the lies & the maggots swirling in my stomach all spill out of my mouth & --
(remind me how these parenthetical
endings are all the goodbyes
i don't quite know how to make.)















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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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