i’ve tossed out the christmas tree
and seen last year’s’s bones
and thought about everything
ramallah, north india, nordstream, gay paris
jaffa, hebron, houston, tx, l.a.
the wind blew the door off
its hinges again my loins ache
glowing patch on the horizon before a terrible rain
poughkeepsie, charlottesville, charleston, mery gates
type 3 diabetes, blood which lubricates
strips away the hermetic seal
and gets wetter in flames
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