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Disconnection 2

Hallowed, curled in this
corner once again,
chanting her mantra
like a security blanket,
she realizes
it isn't safe here.


Safety comes from skin peeled back off the flesh
and salt rubbed into the primordial cells.
Salt can be a good preservative.








When they say 'hit the street',
they mean fire your fist downward
into the concrete until it bleeds.