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Sep 2015
Highways pass beneath the north shore structure moving in all directions
above the ancient growth in-cedes
and falls tangled softly at the foot of her bed

inside the building it is always the dull morning hours
clicking clocks rise and fall moving cars
waiting for the morning to rise

as i entered one morning i swear an arm of fog followed me inside
fluorescent glow smell of cleaner
she's having trouble

keeping food down
walking
her ****** prolapsed again

six years ago was six months
and six months ago was six weeks
a teddy bear too loved falling apart at the seams

the woman next door came into my bedroom last night
she had someone cut the key
iā€™m startled even though i know this is coming

she used to make blackberry jam in the summer time
and the juice stained everything it touched purple
but that word is foreign to her now

and she told me that she was a nurse on the beach at d-day
and even though i know she wasn't
she knows she was

the tea is nicely guided along its next sip
it's like you always said if you want water make water
if you want tea make tea
B Emess
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