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Jan 2018
1

i am going to drown in this
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nothing is easy, says the auger
lodged in my stomach. my hands
twist and my everything leaks a terrified truth. auger is an answer.
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there is rot in the core and sum
days it spills with meaning.
truth, mask of new tomorrow...
leaks from me with the pureness
of absence.
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truth/tomorrow -
both so dark for tanks of light.
Mote
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Mote  31/F/Michigan
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