Too-long baths that thin out into a tepid blur. Abandoning the rationing of proxy-happiness. Infinite moments stretched out toward the prosthetic skyline. A heart-engine that refuses to turn over. Two selves standing side-by-side and debating quietly with closed mouths. Compliments of patience from an overworked stranger. Part-time solipsists fishing for compliments and reassurance with rotten bait, and reeling in the chastisement of frowns. Clothes that strip away like paint, and smell of overcooked meat. Afternoons that shrink into pinholes large enough to drive bulldozer-sized regrets through. In the background, words tumbling-- unassembled-- in a make-believe bingo-ball.
5:50 p.m. - 2023-11-10
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