riding into town on
the back of a turnip cart
dime store jesus
your sandwich toothpick
sermons pinning the
hemispheres together
hop into the eye
of my bubbling
lacunae i'm going
to the well to
fill it with sand
your gorgeous fucking
crooked teeth
all of your brokenness
how do i get back
to a place where
i deserve you
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