my heart beats fast
drumming
drumming
drumming
in the low yellow-warm of sun
~
i picture a handgrenade in there
pin long gone
i passed it
it tore me
& its rib-jammed spoon
is working itself looser
with
& its rib-jammed spoon
is working itself looser
with
the
strange rumblings & anxious undulations
of
the worse case scenarios
strange rumblings & anxious undulations
of
the worse case scenarios
painted inside my blinks
~
my heart beats fast
vibrating
vibrating
vibrating
in the fullstop of the sleepless moon
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