Impass

here is here is here is here

the question of where
or how
keeps pecking the side of my head
ow
and I'm trying to get up,
but what's the difference between real and imagined?
I forget
which is which is which is where is how

keep finding the tip of the branch,
the most recently placed stone
without breaking it all
without tipping the domino line
without breathing on the card house

because I need to find it.

This photo was taken in Rhode Island.

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Destroyer

The train comes
so run
the noises zigzag across your forehead
hit it, make it stop
catch the train
closer, the noise gets

louder.

It comes, so
get away
that is impossible, you can't run
from your own
legs
they stomp your
feet onto the sharp rocks
and ow
my bones are sticking out but i'm still
running

you have a choice
hurt me, or
die

I don't care about the fog
I have laser vision, you should get some
I know there is a
beached sperm whale with four
of its teeth ripped out
right behind you
but don't worry
it's dead.

There are other things to make us
run

but I'm so tired
will anyone let me

go home?

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