GOD if I stab this blood root with a kitchen knife
why tendrils of pea shoots out
why my hair grows long into the ground
why cilia stretches
how will I be protected by these thorns on this one
beautiful red
rose
I call my mouth
(whispering)
why is my face wet
why is the sun so sharp
I can't sleep anymore
the spigot of cerebral water won't shut off
and my breath a whole ocean
stuttering with dog dreams
dog breath
and god eyes
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