st(r)ained verses

i.

everything’s been riding on

lamenting throbs that screech along

to the white noise under my tongue.

ii.

moonlight rains down to sweep me

away to a place where my eyes turn crystal.

and fails.

iii.

i think my head beats more

times per minute than my heart.

or is that just truth knocking at my door?

iv.

i swallow eggshells like

breadcrumbs, but birds still fly south,

finding themselves pecking at plates.

v.

write about yourself so you can

clinch something bigger so you can

write more about yourself so you can

clinch something bigger so you can

vi

is this the life i’ve always wanted?

i’m sure i pressed another button

in the elevator.

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