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The number of bodies I have

is equal to the number of

gurney transfers that are

televised.

If we’re all “just human”

then who is responsible?

A fire station drying out

from addiction. Outside

the drizzling of firepower,

lowballing suns.

It’s like a sauna in here,

the strain of a charred

bladder. Bottled water,

bad wiring.

That spark is no good.

Come sit with me for a

minute. My feet full of

diluted axe fluid.

Thought I heard you say

everything is medicine.

But that’s just hearin

what you wanna hear