Monday, August 14, 2017

Among faces-faceless-smiles-and-go-fuck-yourselves

I cannot forget the strong handshake I gave them
as I left them rootless at the coffee shop near that park

and among drowned memories neglected that I carry
grasshopper-reminders in the hotness-night

my body-oven wrapped in emptiness

says nothing as it is left without attention and unable to give it

my mind is a fan

it gets lost in the boom-disorder of that body lying

in the anxiety to return to the trapeze

where the future came sleepwalker
among faces-faceless-smiles-and-go-fuck-yourselves 

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