Sunday, July 26, 2009

March 18, 2009


And I don't want to be,
but I'm all piss and bones
at the end of the day.

And every night I fall asleep
on the second floor of my
over-crowded duplex,

I know I am just 16 feet
higher than I'll be not long
after people stop reading this.

And I brush my teeth, and say my prayers,
and slip beneath my sheets to begin
my daily trial-run of death.

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