Tagged: mold

at night, time

i am sorry that

i am sorry that
i was late to come over –
there was something wild

growing in my fridge, and i
had to let it out gently
.
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death is a double-

death is a double-
acting tumbler
lock, and i am brass
still feeling
for the shape
of an eighteenth
century key.

life is forging me
into a perfect fit
.
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