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every night my scabs crust over
and my bruises purple
every night my back aches
who do you think that you are to ask me where Im going
as if I can tell you what you
want to hear the glass is overflowing on the curtains
you set me on the window sill
every night my scabs crust over
and my bruises heal
every night my back breaks
Im a train going off its track
Im trying to be who I was in the future
every day I think it over
is it better or worse
to keep going like Ive been
every night my scabs crust over
and my bruises purple
every night my back aches
it breaks
who are you to ask me
where Im going
as if I can tell you what you want to know

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Flower Politics Denver, Colorado

sometimes I want to give up, but I’m not done writing yet.

“audio journal 1997” out Summer 2023

fka: kill the intellectuals

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