underneath the memory
remainder of sleep
/circular /shower head /a pull

(now explain)
pie crust where lashes cannot reach
mathematical shape promises constant touching
ease the pain of loneliness

scent of memory,
fitted bedsheet of obscurity

(show this)
fixed ankles
an affordable thread count toward itchy
in between

(evoke memory)
found self at corner of doorman and semen stains and
push of tablespoon drip espresso
foam forced lipstick

(spotless confession)
she used to be a sex worker
he fucked away her psyche

found fragments of cell structure shuddered by the mold
writhing against bathtub

there is something so comfortable
about persistent decay


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