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taking pictures of the night sky. returned as black maps.
the simplest constellations are made
by connecting black dot with black line to black dot.
it's the same inside my body.
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/desires
02:53
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there's a family living in my garbage disposal.
they nest in a rotting sponge -
like the seeds of a pomegranate
i swear they'
re multiplying by the day down there -
feeding and fucking
feeding and fucking
feeding and fucking, eating their offspring... live!
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no dreams, no
05:22
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the words were lost on me because i had my ears plugged.
i had them held to the door
listening for footsteps in the stairwell.
a sensation filled the hollow space beneath my ribcage
with paper cuts,
and the colors bled.
inside the radiator a girl was practicing the tuba -
someone was choking a baby and i dreamt that it was
my mother.
the blood drained from my face and hands,
where memories of bleak sex stewed within the arteries.
gifts of cancer and static in the sheets -
they're all that's left,
and they're evaporating.
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