open in my hand
she’s sexy like a jackknife
ready to stab! stab!
*
once i’ve untangled
this phone cord i can go back
to writing bein fuck.
*
through an endless night
still hot beneath the ashes
a red ember burns
*
this is your brother
like you in body and mind
but he’s a doctor
*
now cracked and faded
in old yellow photographs
i once had child’s eyes
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