Here, learned how to use the past tense.
Here, called “a jackal.”
Here, the desultory woman smoking behind the coffee shop any given hour.
Here, astrological talk and a side of whiskey and beer.
Here, mildest of annihilations.
Here, considered what has fed me, this diet of magic, waste, dead cells I thought were nutrients.
Here, a whole world parts.
Here, breaks open.
Here, I thought, Just count me as one of your dead.
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