The Name I Call Myself
Things tumble from my brainjust fall outlike that toddler toy with the shapesa ball half red half blue with holesyou put the star in the star holethe triangle in the trianglethen you pull it openyellow pieces fall outinto a shape salad
that’s how it iswords fall outnumbersphone callserrandsold boyfriends
pain will do thispoke holes in the brainpain every daystart to lose things unpredictably
sometimesI even forgetmy own name.
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Published on April 11, 2014 18:11