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Down to the Dentin
I had a boyfriend with a mental illness
his name was Mental Illness.
Smile of shiny white enamel
radiant down to the dentin
sprinkling ******* on skinny brown blunts
drowned in Kentucky bourbon
fluorescent tubes encased in the ceiling
are fixated above candlelit chandeliers
during the storm the thunder seems like ripples
from lightning bolts that have already struck
trees are split in two (never equally)
a fire lies in the part that is one
the forest floor is filled with fallen trees and dead leaves
ashes fertilize survivors for growth.
Mangled by a gang of doppelgangers
the gangly are ganked by the gander
making advancements in cloning from advancements in clothing
and discoveries made through jean manipulation
facsimiles of progress betray judgement
a hamster wheel is made from a barrel of Kentucky bourbon
two hamsters run in opposite directions, butting heads
until they're teeth are chipped—down to the dentin.
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