brand name packing tape

just trying to

return a fucking package but

I bet

the storm still wakes you and

your feet

on the carpet echo

always, always dirt

and broken pottery

to cut your heels on

maybe

the statue did have a curse

when you brought it home

from the thrift store

now

capital letters

where taste buds once were

purple slime

on the pavement

if you’ve ever wanted to know

what a broken lava lamp looks like

because of me!

failing again

to know what I need

to know what you need

tracking numbers

taste like rotten echeveria

your books

will be there by Friday

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