stardust and rust
...or: words about the fancysparkly and dusky bellies of being
August 29, 2016
charged
true. i've wrecked up,
wracked up, i survive regrets:
(starting smoking and
that brief second marriage) but
doing that, of which i am now accused,
isn't one.
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