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The Sweat from the Filthy Mattress Dreams

I think of all this while lungs press heavy dust away from un-covered mattress

 

Dung heap with flies, we’ve seen the zoo ten times now

 

Understand there might be hallucinatory properties in this wound unchecked for two weeks

 

Sold my skateboard, blood bank said “twenty bucks” for my molecules,

but by that time babe,

they could have them

tainted as they were,

Ticking in the mail tick---ing of lust

ticking on phone wires

twelve calls unanswered babe,

now I will start the process of

Self-Destruction.

 

Hot outside today parched earth said ninety NINETY today, lizards under thirsty plants, lizards doing push-ups in the sun, slanted sunrays all along my back, up escalator travel of three hundred foot driveway, a bloated trash can swollen with beer cans, damn I’m lonely and-hung-over again…

6:03 p.m., ten days till you return,

Empty nest with barbwire snakes hissing,

Two liters of Venom swallowed at two am,

venom spilled across the floor

attracting ants and roaches,

I dream because, I feel because…??? 

 

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