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The trash bag goes out.
My trash is the fossils of the feelings I had two days ago
And no longer remember
Hunger. Angry checks sent. Fear I’d starve the kid
And now my anxious beer bottles go porpoise-nosing in the green Pacific
Angry wrappers of chocolate. Cigarette butts that gave your lungs gas
And the thrill of paying for a small whiff of death
All these little skeletons, the spirit gone out of them.
Possessed and unpossessed.
While its despondent eyes turned toward new lusts
For breasts and thighs and legs and skin
And other things the soul makes into paper

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