Don’t die today with all the stories in your eyes
let me stare deeply into their cave and get lost in
licorice land sweetness pumping from the heart
that doesn’t know its fate those deteriorating insides
freshly scented summer daffodils bloomed-rotting-bones
parasites crawling from your ears remember your
favorite tune when you can no longer hear but
songs or sins will burn your tongue swallowing bitter
yesterdays so let it go to hell in the soul of your feet
where we will jump off the edge into dust that
steals your sanity and dreams STOP! This is the
gravitational pull up I am almost home can hear
your mother’s cries the blackness surrounding
wind at your back the day was born without you today
humming your memory—I’ve forgotten the words.
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