…to all my dead friends, you know who you are
as I flagellate my soul dripping caffeine
bound to insomnia’s insanity, with envy
posted on the Frigidaire, with sticky notes
“I sold my soul to a half-eaten-apple”
dripping caffeine, the key is in the mailbox
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