to make me cut my teeth against the ground
or wounds that wept so intimate and fresh
a moment’s pause to find the cradle sound
and frus'trate bitter empathy of flesh
a crusted moth by force adhered to glass
to fin’lly view the earth from far away
I’d rather shove a rosebush up my ass
than find myself and life confined to stay
but in a dream I saw the world spread flat
so sudden and so slight seen from the roof
then pricked my thumb & on the rougher edges sat
and dreamt of waking ignorant to truth
when in the duller lights, unconscious then to theft
I found your grandiosity had left
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