today
I watched you
place a bet
in Sunset Park
lost
money is the
familiar
grammar
here as
fall’s symbolic order
limps along
culture +
my baby's
sweetest, cynical
service
laying
a confessional
groundwork
by
inventing solitude
&
new
situations
&
circles
of negative
coincidence
all over and within
hallucinations of
two chains
broken off
the same
piece
and
day
and night
together in
a single
volume
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