a broken record film reel repeats the ominous motions
of gray shadows in dark orange lamp light
and every bone breaks
and every nerve shorts
like a severed wire...
imaginary sparks fly from the hair dryer in my bath tub
that rests with these still blue knees.
find my happiness under the electric water,
like happy scars beneath this melancholy flesh.
wishing the days away and always never knowing the truth about anything
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