losing days from great scraps by franz charcoal

i’m losing days so fast i shake my head ’til it explodes
it is strange to know that only a few weeks ago
i was looking through chair legs, a kid at an adults party
we smiled at each other across an invisible boundary
i find love in the decisions
i dip into my stomach like i’m at a bat mitzvah making a wax hand
the walls between the worlds grew thin   
and I felt everything
i’m not mother earth i
require blue light. i
strew garbage. i write
grocery lists, make appointments.
i’m stunted in my growth. i hate to hear the truth.
my skin is filled with dust. i smear creams on my
fine lines. i swear it’s not my
time!
adam and eve are trying weed
in quarantine with fancy cheese
it’s not like i’m giving up just
that i never tried to begin with

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