Omit This – 5/11/09
I must omit this
tantalizing future
from my quilt of comfort
Each square has been
fortuitously stitched
and embroidered with confusion
Vibrantly, I am
injecting my chaotic
dysfunction into myself
Slowly
dethreading
the reds
Quietly
eating me
up
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