no one goes to the crazyhouse
for having a hand
that repeats
itself.
in a new place
my brother
does one
of two
things:
masturbates
or says
deja vu.
if he didn’t tell me
I wouldn’t know
I’ve slapped myself
awake.
one of us
then one of us
will die.
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 10:18 PM UTC
no one goes to the crazyhouse
for having a hand
that repeats
itself.
in a new place
my brother
does one
of two
things:
masturbates
or says
deja vu.
if he didn’t tell me
I wouldn’t know
I’ve slapped myself
awake.
one of us
then one of us
will die.
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