a brain pickled in griefly vinegar, a demented life molded by the slow glow of cowardice, like a hot molten orb of glass, arguing with a Botox-injected blond man over buttered crab
curtsying before lunch, too nervous for noodles
all of nature humming in the key of E, telling major life events to the bees
strawberry-flavored melatonin and a droning voice narrating a baseball game
— Jan 13, 2025 09:23PM
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