untitled 20022013

collected sentence fragments
gathering on my paper
cancerous

it drowns the white
in chickenscratch black
and drabbly phrases

i am not sure what they mean

i write them out
and name them
poetry

words written mind
lessly
with my heart

that sits on my sleeve
uncomfortably stitched
with iron string

i try to cut them with scissors
snip it away only
to leave it bleeding from the cuts

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