parental disappointment
your birthday was an eclipse that never happened. the day went black, the radio stopped. if there was a wind, i couldn’t feel it. down in the desert they’re practicing inner planet loneliness, screeching like birds in the dark, swirling like a hungry kite. tell the man in the traffic box i hung up the sky in my studio with really strong little magnets. so i DON”T have to go up and down that hill, where they’re driving so close, i wonder who’s going to die.
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