was watching wind do the rubber pencil to a home
wobbling from the roof down
then exploding into a slightly cloudy shower of
splinters. silly hurricanes.
a child caught the devil in a cold.
walk around her if you can.
my neck skin bubbles to the beat of a bad liver
like a hickey gone wrong
thank god for the alarm clock.
hello new day, id rather be with you
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