there are pictures of my embalmed body
posted on a website selling ad space
i’m squeeze a Visa between my testicles
swollen my broken brown bowl buttock fishes
i download myself i buffer
i see something else my ribs
no color i saved them i deleted them
Goose Island
the trash digs condoms full of unsent sperm
someone stored for cereal sex
some sound of screeching in/out a cheerio hole
i press one tongue i chew
i make, i find my saliva well
frothing old coffee mush mold
i swim my arms
in the bottom of the can
inside empty bottles
under the brown bags
there is a germ
who says, swallow
Eaten Disorder
my drones feel, press error keys
make speckled buzz spayed cat choke
my hair fucks static
my knees shred numb human faces
i fall to the floor on the floor i feel another
floor behind it vibration fiber eats
and eats the carpet
the carpet eats my hair
my hair cells grow out saturated
the tar baby black trauma
insect squeak-rubs its legs together
squealing, i worm dance
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