Grey Matter on Bed Sheets

Undone on my mattress and its frame.

I grow tired of all our sordid things.

I just wanted to live a little longer without hurting so much.

 

I came bent, out of true.

A trepanning, my sickness leaked from the head down.

A pump of a lesser fuck, as grey hurt, smeared, from the core of my loveless guts.

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