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she drank the sun
passed out in tie dye
and wind

she ate the farmers market
cleaned the glass houses
and straw

her face is a prism

a little respite

a trail up by the creek

(A BREAK)

it feels like molasses
sticky chairs
a broken armrest
and a stupid air conditioner
it clicks

I swallow spit
and words

I grow continents
from my spine
and watch my daughter
cling to my joints

I have a loose eye
a hanging jaw

hell, she takes my hands
passes the time

(A BREAK)

I never made good work
while sober
I never made good work
while sober

(A BREAK)

so much is gone
so much is gone
so much is gone
so much is gone
so much is gone

I forget my name