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DIVIDING
ASUNDER

cryo-baby

let’s sneak a drink and stay up 

past ten o’clock 

pay for high gaming scores 

design a pathogen 

hold each other’s glued-on hair back when vomiting

and if you catch wind we’ll tell mommy 

xa

the days bleed through 

like animals subsuming a dead body 

part of something bigger 

packaging doubling as food

 

the bag lining of today’s repetition 

matched only by the cavity

from yesterday’s incompletion

three score plus ten

I am a mist

stalked by an older mist 

and these breaths are only leased

the sun has no balance 

the sparrow’s flight

more certain than mine 

Chorea

I teeter on the precipice of eternity 

the casualness, a symptom of duality 

fixed with do-it-yourself brain surgery 

and if it fails I’ll go see a charity

blend in with the surroundings

And with your every success

the construct celebrates

allows you to salivate 

dims the lights a little more 

You’re so in love with your effigy,

groping in darkness

the ceiling switches with the floor 

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