spin cycle

i barely
remember,

moldy
man,

you were
never
left
long enough
to dry.
[if at all]

only
left out
too long

without
proper
after-care.

springs
of your
shattered
mind
stab out

from
skull;

no one
safe
from them.

the
potatoes
my body
metabolized

did not
turn flesh
fast enough

to conceal me
from being
spotted
in
their radar.

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I am bird, these are my words.

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