There is time between waves of excruciating pain where I’m relaxed, even peaceful, because the waves have just turned into trickles and it’s more manageable.
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An Update from the Sickbed + Poems
The end of summer is making sure I feel it.
Stinging
desert sun assaults us
in undulating flares
Grrr-ipped: A Poem
Understanding
isn’t something
I can grovel for
Motor
Now my mouth doesn’t know what
my shadow is saying.
Sticking Around for the Next Act
Watch how I attempt
to balance inflated eggs
upon my last spoon.
I Have No Enemies to Wish This Upon Anyway
When I was in the state of erosion —
— things were ok
