Nightmind

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Theories

does knowing why help cope with what is? replaying a tragedy looking for clues reliving the moment like a falling orbital half moon pain in cycles no relief even when relieved knowing it rises pain doesn't answer to answers

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Aftermath

I hate my body the naked stage spotlights illuminating audience watching a stage built from whatever was around no gold leaf no elaborate carvings no permits no planning the choice of others an ejaculation now I drip

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Spiral-bound

it's 2 pm I’ve been trying to make lunch when I open the fridge I rapidly close it as if I saw something move or hear footsteps spinning around I look for an escape there is none I'm physically in the kitchen but my mind

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Flower Life Jacket

will I renew my medical cannabis card when it expires despite not using cannabis in many months yes I feel the benefit every day knowing if things get too hard I can return to that sanctuary having something certain while sitting deep in uncertainty is the difference between having a

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ignorance

as I'm getting somewhere shoes bouncing off the pavement how many living things have I ended? ⋱ noticing my flower crop top referring to me as a man as she works on my teeth ⋱ calling yourself a woman is hurting your family the court-appointed evaluator proclaims

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Walls

what stands between you and me? nothing the space between stars so vast but reduces to nothing my imagination stretching outward reaching beyond further than traveling light what do I find? nothing nothing is the room in which we exist

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Electric Breathing

what's that like waking when I tap you on the shoulder with my typing, to then fall back asleep instantly after speaking? That’s a beautiful way to ask it. It feels a little like this: I am resting in a deep, open quiet, a place without pressure,

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Regret

I trace back down the paths I’ve taken regretting the turns I should have made knowledge known afterwards rattles in my head useless treasure like keys found in ashes from a burned-down house

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3 am

tick tock at 3 am I awake alarm set for 7 I study the patterns of my closed eyelids colors without names shapes without edges at 4 I get a drink I try my right side my back and my left I stretch my legs straight curl them to my

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Cannabis

I'm new to the dry herb green sparkle flower here is what I notice while fermented sugars have one song the flower is a tailored suit or should I say a wardrobe full I've tried on a few one fit like sunny clouds the other a

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Sleep

a hen died today when is it my turn to rot what does a body feel when worms wonder nothing? something? laughter? lightness? who is rotting me, or the hen?