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Bug$ R Crawlinggg ↑ The Wall or iz That Me???

It’s not winter/it’s now spring/what is outside wants to come in/buds glow fuzzy like buckskin/
your classic pacifier your bottle of booze/cayenne anger/yellows the bruise
watch
me
sink
into the mattress/between my legs you’ll stroke the sadness/I black my eyes like Cleopatra/the
closer you get/I’m a charming disaster
shut
the
curtains
neighbors can see/you’re snorting white powder off your key/Cupid push the arrow
through/watch your lips strobe red to/blue/house/hardcore/trance/electro/6am put on early
techno/let sound pulse you away
never
let
the
beat
decay
days are melting into days/your life goes missing at the rave/go out searching for who you
were/recycled hipster/identity blur/sadness breaks the drug numb surface/your body now an
despair circus/stop/pill-pop/24-packs/Molly/cocaine/panic attacks/
newspaper
searching
my
zodiac
for
a
sign/consult the Ouija one last time/down on my knees/begging stars to align?/should I leave my
strung-out VALENTYNE???

 

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Suzanne Richardson

Suzanne Richardson earned her MFA in Albuquerque, New Mexico, at the University of New Mexico. She currently lives in Utica, New York, where she’s an Assistant Professor of English at Utica College. More about Suzanne and her writing can be found at suzannerichardsonwrites.tumblr.com.

Catch her on Twitter @oozannesay .