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ADDRESSLESSNESS


ADDRESSLESSNESS I'd like to be a literary giant but I am a dwarf star instead of a dwarf I'm an amoeba not an amoeba after all only a thought-tosser not formulated enough to leave afterthought as a mist on someones horizon or sun visor automobile window left down-spiraled the hurry was that tempo dew all over and inside and out of body sticky in my mouth it must be someone elses I'd never taste my own or wouldn't I what an experience sweet or not honey for the bees I was stung once the swelling never subsided I don't care but sometimes like my brain it gets in my way and my compass fails to point out anything and I get lost in the directionalessness and cringe because I'm crying about it cringing my worthiness no kitty fur to sop up tears motherless to face the fears queers gotta go it alone bone not as bravely as I'd like to but not caring like I'm expected I've known homelessness once before younger and drugged and thugged it wasn't so unsettling then a cock in one of my tunnels I love a good rooster or roaster baked at 450 a minute or less but nine showers a day and epidermis angers peelingly some slippery to take away the flake you can't kiss them those lips have been found guilty of trespassing multiple counts and statutory legalese... labels it aiding and abetting leaving one to ponder feloniously was it worth a swallow or catastrophe gargantuan October 10th 2013
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