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Girl On the Moon
The Miller High Life bottle cap a perfect circle – like the fattened moon face leering through broken windows — shards glitter the floor like fallen constellations your black pearl eyes two muddy puddles life drained through rows of tiny needle holes slip-knot above your elbow just tight enough your pulse beats its fist against the restraint — or maybe it’s pounding the table inpatient to be fed you and this dragon’s den a dilapidated pair abandoned and without family you share the blank stare of broken windows veins collapsed like crumbled staircases — empty inside of empathy and dreams.. a junkie’s spot where shooting stars crash embers in your bloodstream turned to dust elusive euphoria cooked in a bottle cap by candlelight the candle’s glow your Sun in a dirty universe with your teeth you pull back on the syringe this house unused by the living – a cold corpse but in the warm rush of your skin’s flush your gaunt gray body melts like hot wax pale horsehair walls a slouchy silent witness... your soul escapes as it scrapes across the floor flurries sneak through broken windows a swirl of wind whistles on its rounds rattling rooms as it kicks around the litter of life ironic bottle cap and burnt fingertips —all you have left
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