a coyote crosses my path

i am stoned and can

feel the earth spinning

and pulling me into it

we are six sick babies

wondering what's wrong

fat and lazy with swollen

bellies puking up yellow

bile then swallowing

chicken broth and sugar water

the years make things dimmer

you have to pull the car over

so i can take a minute

to lay on the grass and breathe

deeply and see the sun shine orange

right through my thin eyelids

like my spit seeps through

your push-up bra

i know jesus christ

and i know all that is right

that's why i don't ask for much

just let me eat when i'm hungry

and let us laugh when we're tired

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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