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Wetwich<br />
isolation crust ,drops of mayo<br />
raining down my pants I eyed<br />
your throat .the pustule there’s<br />
a fountain and my dirt congeals<br />
.the trip’s soaked the chewed<br />
salad’s gagged into a ball and<br />
pockets .so my tuna’s lost my<br />
hands a vacuum held before my<br />
face stunned it’s dribbled<br />
beauty wallowed in my cough<br />
yr ghost of tonsils out .could<br />
n’t aim nor could I talk it out<br />
Plunging<br />
the dogs of floor and I was<br />
pluzzled lacked a leaf was<br />
shored and draining in the<br />
closet thought of cows and<br />
shirts crashing rabbits and my<br />
ribcage full of light .that<br />
arffing on the ladder or was<br />
it barf or barf ?my ton gate<br />
flabbers in the bombing rain my<br />
slippers melt into the rug my<br />
plosive explanation plays upon<br />
yr pistols pens piles and pools<br />
.my parking canine plies my name<br />
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