thirty-nine

each word drives me home.
sweating bullets. throwing up.
still drunk on old lies.

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2 thoughts on “thirty-nine

  1. “dawning of night” and “appear to dance” both jive with the idea of lingering intoxication/denial. and i like thinking of truth as “crisp air.”

    this is becoming a complex little metaphor! thanks!

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