Sunday, April 1, 2012

My Body is a Witch

I made monsters
of everything
I ever loved
and never lived
outside of nights
I'll never find
and remember.
I grew foreign
like bananas
in cleveland
under cellophane
and secondhand
smokey hope.
If my body is,
in fact a witch,
its clear I wish
to burn with it.

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