23.11.23

   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. 23

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