rust and rust runoff

rust and rust runoff

metal sky the day through

and the body curves and twists as steel

and screech as gauze


iron wool stuffed in eye sockets


this is hard and getting harder

how the world crushes or

how I allow myself to be

crushed without vigour to escape or

without knowing how or

without being

able to or

with being in a tangle of

data and shards of

whatever is

everything broken up

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