I'm changed in the way
your brain set
Not the thinking part
but the knowing part
that sadly set its face
on the staircase
And then die is right!
Here, we're right here
in the pre-death like
the minutes
in the blue chair
before you board the airplane
are only minutes in the one chair
before the minutes
in the plane chair or how
a screaming rabbit
snagged in the cat's teeth
is the massacre
of my imagined kindness or
how I have to piss and
this ink is the ink
until I piss
There's that brass bird
I saw last in the place
coated in cat piss
with the porch
on which I set
my mother's plants
to die and the neighbor
let her tub run
to cover the floor
My friend my friend
would stop to drink
from the round cup
set carefully for him
me lying like I wasn't
sitting waiting
and now I guess this
is only in minutes
after that
and maybe the cat suffers
for its nature but maybe I suffer
for nothing my life my life
is a goddamned pom-pom
Maybe in the whole world
no one saved a seat
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