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Bad Teeth Good Teeth

the word rerun will start to lose its
just as the young toymaker starts to bruise when

math is a mystery
a fort made of bedsheets

“it’s just something that you’re going through…
until you’re not”

can you play that back?

i still taste the cigarettes
i still taste the coffee

the stains wear off

but the dreams always bruise me

Posted 04/22/15
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