it’s about to rain
teeth remain in mouth
don’t fall out like in dreams
when blood is in the sink
and urination red stream
like summation of your yuppie coma
birds now
spazing out they
know the
storm is coming
I’m almost hit by a car
I fall asleep on the sidewalk
the sky is spinning
toothpaste falls out of my mouth
cars shinning like mirrors shinning like stars.
she pours out her diet dr. pepper into the flower beds
staring into the sun where your house will be
makes you go crazy
don’t worry about me
I’ll be okay
thanks for not asking
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