THE ACCIDENTAL JIVE
i
trust
in
the
coincidence
and
accidental jive
in
the
back-brain autopilot
under
the
erosion and fog
to
make
my
scribbles
call
sense their friend
CAFFEINE FREE
how thin the world is
without
stimulants
in
the
morning mug
a detox / a fast
willful suffering
calling
out
to
a new peace
to
swell
my
world buddha plump
LOOK INSIDE
i
write
open
windows
you
can
look
in
and
see
my disguises
folded
on
shelves
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