i'm not that rust on the grate
i'm not that rot
with or without, i'm never Never
well, never say never;
never for now


the slow rush of winter surprises all,
birds into place,
the darkness down,
us farther from


sexual validation,
leveling up a video game character,
biases confirmed,
emotional vindication,
another glass,
another lie,
the softening emoji,
planning escape,
fantasies of
worthwhile fantasies,
constructing a ruin
to spec


the black year yawns to swallow
purpose in its death-like dreaming
and life flickers away on the breaths of
all who speak their truths

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