restlessness

least horrible time of day

white fences

turn my stomach and send me

heaving

into the garden gasping

for something

cold

and

metallic

covered in dirt

I realize

we’ll never stay together

for the

children

 

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kill some time with me (violently, please)

tiny planets where everything is gray

hold on!

someone is listening.

the laundry hung to dry

reminds you of rain.

take cover

in the turret you always wanted,

leaving

glasses of water for the cat

to knock over.

your days your days your days

what fills them?