The bus crashes into
the 50 foot
chain link fence
this is my mind.
this is me.
turn over the
ignition
wreck again and again.
i know what i want is
there in front of me
it's about acceptance.
I suit it.
rapid treason
little signs
on my shoulder
a piece of
confinement

well you know it is my
own set kingdom.

afflicted hearts
only make them beat harder.
erase my neverthoughts
replace them with truth
however
truth hurts
more than imagination.

princess of the east.
the camel sitter.
my own toxicologial reading.
not to see my headache cure.
the void opens my brain
to new possibilities
the ones that help me
see my face and what it
lacks.

her lips.

the dirt smears on
my face cuts my brow
only because i did it
thinking of that empress

darling darling dear dear
slicing my finger makes
equal sense.
soft and easy.
help me
solace. that you find in him
where can i find it.
only in the capsules
of glass.

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