How this is confusing is this:
I cried all over the side of your
dad's truck
people are looking like they see me
I can't weep anymore
lips smashed
girls with histories of ecstasy
unusually injured
unless usually justified in sand and
moanless. How
is it we've left it as it is unwound
a wound
is where my shoulder hit the wall
swells stills.
I guess to take myself
more seriously
and sentimental is I
went written
or aside inside my house I'm
in the dark.
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