by Melissa Broder
Yesterday the worship rattled like an engine
I said Let this voltage last forever
But today is full of soup odor
The pillow drone is loud today
You give me back my light legs
Let us play galaxy spy
Today is such a nothing nothing
Such a supper of prosthetics
I want to buzz all night
I want the full orbit workup
Your power is none of my business
Maybe your hum could just fall from my lips
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Melissa Broder
Last updated April 03, 2023