If i'm not me then who the hell am i?
Stone. A minor. Note to self.
Did you not hear me? Am i not
Death? Nothing out of a big hoo-ha.
Some in the drawn, some in the drawing. On
the 27th of July he walked to the Brooklyn Bridge.
Long intestine. Someone
says time's up. Gasket. Garnish. Green in years.
We turned the corner and caught the
kissing. Lakes glittering. Fried drumstick.
I like the number three. She looked
like he does now when she was a child.
Dog eating catfish. He hung
up the phone.
She gave her opinions and the flu.
I haven't slept in for days.
How wrong? Awestruck. Heart murmurs.
Forgoing matter for.
We are not so different.
Varnish from sight. Damned if i do.
You're left. Dad's
right. It's all chemical,
You are no thing
The next time
you find yourself in front of.
*note to "If i'm not me then who the hell am i?"