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Stop Seeing Straight


Tangle inky eyes by lifting

mental blinds. It’s in

the sunrise of your spine,

which is bent but not broken.

Spend intimate fluid and

let it all soak in.

Mending liquid wounds

with booze, so typical

of you, meaning me,

(since this is the only

way I know how to

speak to myself).

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