my father holds a cigarette above his head in a hotel shower.
at home,
my mother
puts a clean shirt
on the bed
and jumps
from her death.
the brother
you are most
tired of
taunts
a cat
trapped
in a phone booth.
my son is sick.
the moon landing
was reenacted.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
my father holds a cigarette above his head in a hotel shower.
at home,
my mother
puts a clean shirt
on the bed
and jumps
from her death.
the brother
you are most
tired of
taunts
a cat
trapped
in a phone booth.
my son is sick.
the moon landing
was reenacted.
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