another one off the coast.

glean some escape vapor from
my stomach chamber
and see how i burp this cloud
of hazy visions.

in my sleep
mucus of dead veins
that have come to rot
behind my once sharp teeth.
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can you tellll can you telllll
.
i still have my heart filled with sun. the sun has replaced the meat batter. the sun has used its rays to cut through my chest and give me one more chance.
one more breath.

i do not know
one month from now.
one week from now. tomorrow.
(i do not know HOW).

how will my shoulders perform? i made cauliflower soup and burned myself. i walked into a shop in larchmont and walked out. i was in california and i liked it. i bought new underwear and i like it. the underwear is from california. i like that. i am back in new york and i like it. my long island sound is lapping and i sweat for it. i like that i am not beholden to swelling in my brain. i'm never going to write here a-gain? i may change do-mains.

another year another city island tragedy. burned buildings. drownings. heroes. that boy who took the boat out in the winter five years ago and they found his guitar and then his body five months later after the thaw. my mother may have held his mother's hand at some point. my second cousin drowned from a boating incident in hungary. my first cousin better find a lifeguard. i haven't swam in awhile but i'm a strong swimmer. riptides and sharks are a whole other story.

i'm not made of medicine you know.