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it is a bruised but thinking
a wail from inside body
or whale, swallowed
still not sure
when there were garbage cans
the lids would splatter
metal sounds
flashing and jarring
we use plastic now,
soundless and deathless

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Can’t convulse it into being/ forgot its smell and its teeth
Have taken my tongue from the guts
And have nullified my grief
I am waiting for it though
And am thick in the duty of my nothingness, my forgetting.