God didn’t think
he would live.
I came here to be mean to you.
Most of what is seen is the porn of the clothed.
I lift my head and a puppet performs surgery on a weak baby.
Try, love,
with a cigarette
to perfect
fatigue.
A deer is a crow raised by a headlight.
No one
died
the bomb
is miracle’s
little
hiccup.
The only reason I can write about a bomb is because I have a subscription to Amazon.
For your mother
I miss
my mom.
When you’re a good person
pay attention
to your kids.
I don’t know what the body means. Terrifying. There is stuff in my stomach right now
and your parents won’t publish an imperfect line about nostalgia.
An angel eats paper three times and a doll sets
fake fire
fake fire to…
kingsoftrain 
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