Friday, October 16, 2020

In a shining island of spit
I reached for my snarling keyboard

to see the pictures of the toy
they'd put up
on melted walls
with a raining ship
trying to decipher
the lines of blood

a skeleton pulled up
on the steering wheel
and slapped the clouds into orbit

the pellet stung parades
waiting for the spear event
drinking the dark vinegar.

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