Campbell McGrath
Has stolen my words
Not really
But that fucker
has sniffed out my hunger
More genius than a chipped-tooth rat
The trail of anxiety
Is a bonnet
I wish to remove
Leaving ribbon's rough edges
Chewed and gnawed
Frilly and compostable
I am my own illusion
Basking in the break of a page
I need a map
Back home
Some college kid who died
Took me with him
I looked peculiar
Now I spit marbles
--
5.12.08
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