third iteration
over time
first off the cuff June 17, 2007
a Sunnyday
rewrite September 2
again
yet another Sunnyday 430ishness
February 10, 2008
I am in a place
where shirts feel like
straitjackets buttoned wrists fuckin
button at his throat
pants fit like knotted bondage
a place where the air in my lungs is smoke
prisoner
bound
no escape
no birds will feed
not insects or worms
Ive become dull tasteless plastic
the spicedmarrow of my bones shrunken
I am
some other thing
300PMpreferred, Thursday – Thanksgiving, 23 11.
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