You dutifully slipped
each pearl shaped chalk
letters on a wire
elastic
you made a loop to have housed
head in your neck, bits of words pulsate
your carotid
can still read THE OMIL
you crushed the X
you do not want to fall
* This is what you spend most
of your nights you
KNITTED files you
your fear to your tongue or you chew sour
*
Sometimes it opens the door to your room
toilets
your body
you turn your face suddenly surprised
your dilated pupils under the headlights of his eyes
your lips and your teeth
squeal on dirt
you have a haggard
*
between the walls of your house that smells
fawn
you're like a fox
surrounded by concrete
* I know you know
and also that these white granules
planted under your nostril
are rarely
powder
child
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