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It’s a Wonderful Life Playing in My Hospital Room
In the spirit of the season and movie,
why don’t you write a farewell poem to the world,
the nurse says to me.
a child soldier can’t even read this
a visual poem or some shit
illegal bandwidth
wiretapped phone-booth
routine virus scan
automatic profile update
fake location pinned to
cold war era radio broadcast station
Warriors
We meet in binary space;
the ID girl and me.
I can be awful all on my own
I can be awful all on my own
1 The first time I got arrested I got popped stealing $18 worth of Robotussin gel capsules at a grocery store with $400 cash in my pocket. I pai
I Fell
“I Fell”