Chyrons run through my head


hollers   with the boys

saunters through   mile seven

and drags her porcelain dolls nightmare fighters

who ignore her   evoke something   that isn’t real



scandals rammed through ears

own the tales   through an attic hole   the moods

and veins   dark figures lingering along strewn gravel

and you must forget   must do that


black widow II: my own gliomas

 Joana Coccarelli, (CC by 2.0)

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