decline
no trick to being poor.
the beauty of our entire football team
sleeping
with the same
person
equals
that of mother
saying
that she can feel
god’s head
touching
every hair
on hers. I can hear
my dreams
over
the soundman’s
perfect
fly
bursting
in my brother’s
ear. never
did I have
an idea
come
to me.
kingsoftrain 
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