russian river-sick

her eyeballs
were spinning
while her pimpled
jaw quivered
grinding
her remaining
craggy teeth
into ragged,
bloody gums

she wanted to go
into great detail
about
her life
how the universe
was repeatedly
fucking with her
handing her
a raw deal
at every turn
and how
she couldn’t
understand
why
christ.
she’s 23
i can only
listen

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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One Response to russian river-sick

  1. joemahme says:

    haha I was thinking you were writing about an old lady till I got to the end

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