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beer bottle eyed blindness,

under the influence of every word you force-feed me

into the hollow shell stomach of a loveless vagrant

taken by a fleeting mirage of aphrodisia


a car crash narrowly evaded for the beckoning of a red light beacon,

searching aimlessly in desolate fields with your number engraved into my palm

surrounded by walking fetishes and foul-mouthed serpents,

flashing mirrors in my irises so I lose sight of truth.

unreciprocated echoes; I called but you didn't answer...


blood rush rivers that lie under the summit of skin

bridged over by past and future.

tour guide street lamps illuminate my cat's eye path

to a museum of preserved feelings.


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