Climacteric
by Nyoka Eden
Imagine a life where he dies faster while powdering my nose
for the Absolute, soiled, d-d-damp cotton of tonights tail lights.
I am an edible testimony. Ring-necked pheasant with the goblin eye
I let it in. There is only engulfment. Moving like a heated spider against a glittering uvula.
Words that pull your mouth out, dribbling oh heaving oh sighing oh it A My Gods cry
pink plastic bricks of silence in a room of spent air. I will never forget what I left at birth.
june 1st, 2022
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