Bone

Chasm of electrons,

the micro-chronic pain

blossoming in all other

herbal hearts

on top any

of my guesses…

It’s all over, here.

Bullet classic.

Maybe I want to live

like I was never there,

leaving no traced

phantom legacy.

(Who taught me

I should want

to be so small?)

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