Flush
The cool emptiness and tingle of the blood escaping the face,
downward pull to pit and collapsing embrace of upturning.
Clawing and wrapping anything around to hold and meld.
Heat wandering, and cold welcoming itself indoors
windows barred and curtains drawing darkness covers.
Missed hours and hair disheveled waking weak and hungry.
Hunger pains and lazy limbs can't shake and bake tonight.
Gonna eat through the dial and talk me some take out.
Almost done a dish, fork heavy, best to sleep it off again.
-Matthew Koutzun
The cool emptiness and tingle of the blood escaping the face,
downward pull to pit and collapsing embrace of upturning.
Clawing and wrapping anything around to hold and meld.
Heat wandering, and cold welcoming itself indoors
windows barred and curtains drawing darkness covers.
Missed hours and hair disheveled waking weak and hungry.
Hunger pains and lazy limbs can't shake and bake tonight.
Gonna eat through the dial and talk me some take out.
Almost done a dish, fork heavy, best to sleep it off again.
-Matthew Koutzun
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