what is there going to be
didn't change my underwear today
every time I went to the bathroom, stared
at the feeble strip of plastic, half-
bloodied, mostly
pushed, aside
old blood and new ***
can't choose when to grieve
ate two pieces of fish
drunkit
poin-blanket
bull-headiquettettittat
flip ovar-i-on orthopedic
drip and flick
wipe
the skin reform
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 3:19 AM UTC
what is there going to be
didn't change my underwear today
every time I went to the bathroom, stared
at the feeble strip of plastic, half-
bloodied, mostly
pushed, aside
old blood and new ***
can't choose when to grieve
ate two pieces of fish
drunkit
poin-blanket
bull-headiquettettittat
flip ovar-i-on orthopedic
drip and flick
wipe
the skin reform
this non-fruiting body
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