Knuckles dusted with the white chalk of distant fires. Trash strewn across the the faded red-painted steps of an amphitheater. A discarded-and-used, but not-yet-dried condom. Moldering beside a half-deflated heart-shaped balloon. Side-vaulting across slabs of sullied concrete. Angry replies from black and yellow narrow-waists. Paper wasps guarding paper nests among paper mountains in a paper world. A fistful of mauve and chartreuse pills for the pain, chased with a mouthful of oily black dissonance.
11:19 p.m. - 2020-06-24
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