out again crushed
by the re-afterbirth of the
phoenix
i hold my books wrong
because my shoulders
are caving in
i carry something
i'm in a scratched case
a bag of blood, spots and marks
a walking glitch
a carbon spectrum
burn the safe house down
now my shoes are falling apart
and my hair is falling apart
i'm carrying something
why don't i set it down
where do i set it down
how do i set it down
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