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whispering the wrong parts

so you're disappointed

that you're disappointed

and maybe that's to be expected

some folks make beds

out of their catharsis

differently than others

it's this list

of things you lost in the fire

or how jealous you are

of people

who never came back up for air

you're crying

so the faucets leak out of solidarity

& someone asks you

why the floor is wet

so you tell them

"we've been weeping here forever"

then they want to give you

a mouth full of presupposition

by saying

"are you going down with the ship?"

& you look them in the mouth

like Leo is handcuffed to a pipe

five decks down

you look at them

like you just woke up

from that dream everyone has

where all their teeth fall out

maybe it's an intervention

a hearse vs station wagon origin story

a clearance sale

& everything's gotta go

or maybe it's the dream

where you're at the docks

from your childhood

and there's a little girl

unmooring all the ships

because she thinks

they'll float away

but every time

she unties them

they just sink

 

 

 

 

                                        they just sink

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Mar 13, 2015
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