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the wrong side of a clockhand

Been whistling,
reading
Australian newspaper stories
about grieving magpies
who fly away in pairs
and return
to perch over a fallen love
and drop with their small beaks
a single blade of grass
in memory.

I have not had a fruit or vegetable
in weeks. There is a sudden disease
in the folds of my slack torso.
Most days our only sun
comes strained
through grey sky.
Tempted to call my mother
and sob about the gaps in my memory
the tapping
that comes from behind my eyes.

So.. whats you think about it?

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  • acoustical
    November 2
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    yeah, tapping.
    right on.

    also "in the folds of my slack torso"


  • sixtimesseven
    November 2

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    i love:
    the tapping
    that comes from behind my eyes.

    wow great imagery. i can feel it when i read that line.
    this is intense. in a good way.


  • yael
    November 1

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    and sob about the gaps in my memory
    the tapping
    that comes from behind my eyes.

    i really like this. i feel like youre published or are going to have a book out or something.