the small blemishes
of oil splatter burns
now my hands
from when i cooked steaks
gives me a glimpse
of my hands aged
with liver spots
of my hands aged
with liver spots
& solar lentigines
~
~
now my hands
creep me out
like sudden spiders
magritte big
wild with potential
& Unmine
& i clamp them shut
like sudden spiders
magritte big
wild with potential
& Unmine
& i clamp them shut
& pick three real things
against the ennui
& marrow angst
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