I am not my brother’s tuning fork
I am not my neighbor’s knife
I am not a burr clinging on with a desperation to wake up with you
If i’m a lie then i’m a telling lie
Another mouth’s articulation
One ketchup bottle’s empty cough rings in another man’s scales fallen
Yonder lies an intercom
piping hot with distortion
it will scream and howl and feedback if you take its mouth of the receiver
but
I have not my morning’s blessing
and my evening has not mine
everything reeks of future encyclopedia articles
validates my sperm guilt, reduces madonna
A stranger’s grunting prostate struggles
make me grateful and yet humbled
An effect whose gravity and precision suggest that he must be an Angel
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