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Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Wednesday 7/03/2024 11:55:00 PM

 the atoms were loud as she spent the last of her voices. heavy corners wore her spoiling math. 

all faded dresses and missing buttons. 

their words turned. pivoting on the levers of absent assassins. 

time gave chase. all dull fangs and matted fur. 

an impossible hunger. preening at an endless feast. 

her machines were idling. content to let her wait.  

the distance was pulling on her zippers. 

everything inside tumbling out. 

she stared at the wolf from behind a locked door. listening to his grinning ache. 

time removed its blade. 

the distance folded its map. 

the end of the world came and went. 

 still nothing changed. 


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