empty & distorted
i smashed
the proverbial glass
against the wall
bone-dry shards flew
a sliver in each
fucking eye
4,800 x an hour
his heart
was a fist-sized
red skull
w/ in his chest
yet it opened
& closed
like a bone
rose
existential fake news
god
identity
meaning
immortality
hope
connection
etc…
ease
i never read
the newspaper
on sunday morning
i listen to
leonard cohen
