tagNon-Erotic Poetry43 Hours straight

43 Hours straight


half bottle of
scraps of wrappers
scattered about,
sleep drought
pickling the brain in
thinking salty thoughts
in wounded skin

the screws they used
to fasten me together
hell for leather tight
popped right out
the other side,
scattering a smattering
of small debris
in what was left of my

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