eraser

i
have sat
erasing
unwritten
poems
from my
mind
tracingtheseimpossibletanglesthrough/a rat’s nest/ofangular sorrowswith(a)rapidlyshrinking pinktrapezoidtryingtosolveintnagibilitythroughstubbornrefusaltoadmitthe/light at the end of the tunnel/isnothingmorethan (a)fuckingtrainbarrelingdownthetrack
a shower
of inky flecks
falls as i
scrub the folds
of my defective
brain
a trail of
half remembered
snippets
in a pool
of unshed tears
/little more
than a collection
of accumulated
broken promises
and the lines
you can only read
tracing your
fingers along
the scars on
my shaking hands
or with your
lips on my throat
where ny heart
sings the odes
i cannot seem
to scrub clean/
anilliteratealliterationinunwritteninsolenceinkinginsipidlyassinineidiociesaudaciouslyaccurateaching

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