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AMONTHINAUTUMN
06:54
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view from the porch: a rotting pumpkin, cooks in the light, his face is falling into his face, the eyes are creeping down to the mouth, guts spilling out
eventually it starts to stop being dark.
street floods with cool blue Almost Morning, just me and the local skunk
till a cat passes, haunting his
path. crack-of-dawn runners trickle in, awake and in
motion and on purpose.
when the work-walkers crawl from the woodwork it’s
different. they’re more like the sun, here but not quite
Here yet. obligation-shoved from warm safe wherever-they-were.
their blood too thick & too slow, & it shows.
day seeps in.
a sock
thread by thread
grows soggy from one missed step.
the brighter it gets, the harsher the bleak, and still my body buzzes at me.
traffic competing with heartbeat.
flies start to circle apples hours in to their new lives sitting on pavement. among the potholes- count them all. outnumbering you. feeling small.
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GREYHOUND
02:04
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lets go for a walk, just a trip around the block, lets go for a walk
there's no master, there's no dog, we just slowly move along, singing our own songs
(i could be the dirt on the bottom of your shoe if you want me to)
is it fair to you if i have emotions too? is it fair to you?
would i rly see exactly who to be without a leash?
is this roamin free more like self-discovery or wandering?
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DIMMER
02:22
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too exhausted today. i call up my old phone number- just to see who's there now, just to see what they've been making lately. one cup of coffee away from fainting- so i plug my nose, gulp it down, burn my throat. i'll be so awake when i awake tomorrow.
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HUES
03:56
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one way. calming. hold me. empathetic state.
ROUNDABOUT! SHOUTITLOUD! YELL IT OUT! RUN AROUND!
take, you take, take up too much space. speak over me. nurturing.
TAKE, I TAKE CONTROL OF MY OWN FATE! DON'T STAND IN THE WAY OF MY TOXIC MALE TRAITS!
Last time I checked, there's a million shades between blue and red. Last time I checked, there's countless numbers from 9 to 10. Cause nature's not neat, it's not simple, nd neither are we. Live liminally: open-ended existing.
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HOT WAX
02:56
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DIPPING YR FINGERS IN HOT WAX & WAITING FOR IT TO HARDEN. IGNORING ALL YR PROBLEMS & WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO SOLVE THEM. TRUTH SO LOUD THAT IT'S IGNORED, A SHIRT THAT U BOUGHT BUT NEVER WORE. A BOOK THAT YOU GOT JUST TO TEAR APART, A DIRTY PATCH OF LIGHT.
THERE WILL BE PAIN. IT WILL GO AWAY. EVEN WHEN U DISSOLVE, U STILL HAVE TO WORK YR JOB~
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CREATION MYTH
02:47
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the longer we simmer, the faster we dissolve. what once was whole is now particles. separation, identification: are we one? have we come undone?
when you sink to the bottom of the stew, who are you?
reality can be a downer too, one strange view.
what was my name? has it flown away? you can pick, i just want to live. can we all see what we used to be has been transformed? we are uniform.
when you sink to the bottom of the stew, who are you?
reality can be a downer too, one strange view.
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IRIDESCENT
03:34
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doll's limbs litter the kitchen. dismembered toy instruments. a windowsill, a couch cushion. map knows where you could've been.
every room incandescent. no energy for fluorescents.
through stained glass, a rainbow flows. ghosts of nails in drywall holes. some plants die, and some plants grow. how much of it can u control?
every room incandescent, no energy for fluorescents.
where each floorboard creaks and snores- details here won't be ignored. coffee shared, sweater worn, home till the next apartment tour.
every room incandescent, no energy for fluorescents.
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222
05:36
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inside, and absent, and all of it,, nothing better,
a dark sheet blocking cold light from pushing in from a city with the smell of october on everything, falling leaves projecting permanently on the ceiling,, nothing better,,
overcast, trapped in sunday morning, on morris street in albany, warmer light reflects off of walls steeped in home & comfortable alone & smiling, hopefully.
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