The Devil You Don’t

The Devil You Don’t There was a Pretty person Sitting next to me Who’s shoulder I leaned on Who’s arms were wrapped around Me to seldom let go. Something About all the familiars And their bouts of déjà vu Swarmed through me as if to Tell my mind that pain was happening Because I wasn’tContinue reading “The Devil You Don’t”

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Playhouse

Playhouse Film strip loaded in the projector Doesn’t look any bit familiar Every time the reels are changed It’s just the same old sepia thing Some movies I’ve watched before It’s been so long since the premiere Vaguely remembered: the A/V Hardly recognized what it is to me Overlooped to disintegration Until it melts inContinue reading “Playhouse”

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