letra de borstal - steel pole bath tub
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i couldn’t have done a better job
of falling apart, but that’s alright
i fell with the grace of dirt
the trees bent red around me and
i should write the folks more ofter
than i do, but i don’t
and like a bottle spun loose on
the concrete i crawl.
i spin my bottle down the tracks.
it splits in half, exactly.
i fall down on the pavement.
the trees bend down around me.
i take the subway back downtown,
collect the papers we drew on,
address the envelope to mom.