wax man says that when you sleep
ears explode them to the birds that nest in your legs.
and that all is lost in the middle of this room.
talk about anything and pain. dig. drowning. sticking a needle in his eye of an innocent. as a note in the water.
the wax layer melts.
is amoral and away: crimson-tinged
your upper lip begins to whisper
that these heads are separated.
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