I'm Done Playing, Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Paige Right Over |
(robotmelon (issue five))
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by Paige Taggart |
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I want to dissolve slowly
was decided today
cast in a sugar mold of me
without any gelatinous coding
so that crumble over time
is the only option, I had to
shrink
over time, because the doctor
said it’s great to get used to
these things, and when my bones
start to crumble, that’s when I
miss
the notion of an exoskeleton, or
a
sturdy bridged-back in yoga
formation
I fling, hello, hello in a Pepsi
can, not
offering sodium carbonate
I say, free-up my trials of
death, the
results are lousy and the river’s
shallow
the pool surrounding feet, not
climbing up ankles
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