12. Axis

She smoked too much
and I remembered
when she
pulled
      my
        heart
                    out
                       through
                                   the
                                  top
                            of
                     my

she asks / do you love me?
I’m sure she knows the answer.


HEAD/ing for
disaster / a masterpiece of
caustic eyes and sham/
rock minds / GOD
if you could
see me.

The End

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