i survived NYC


My brain is leaking out my nose.

leaving an imprint on the soles of my shoes as I walk on,
it splatters, 
squelching, 
as the birds pitter, patter on,
a minuscule impact behind the larger one.
the sky tilts with me,
f-lling
fall-n
fa-l (how do you spell -alling? i thnik.  ha;ve I ‘forgtten’ HO?W t0 write to )

Click
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--nothing echoes in the entrails of my skull.
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all that i know, leaves as softly as it came:
I survived Nyc, 
THis fabric is not boiling the details off my skin
These nimble fingers will single handedly lift a 24 pack Poland Spring Water (™) from CVS (™) 
The journey across the gRass is not the trip to Narnia? Then why do I get lost in the ghostly piles of warm laundry? 
Why do cars act as sonic booms, not transport material. Take me past the syntax of this windy road to-
beneath the baroque exuberance of a dining hall named after a holiday (Valentine, I see you, can you catch me?) 
Ah a sip of water!
The splatters follow me home.

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Stephen Atkinson

Sat 9th Jul 2022 10:53

Powerful & well constructed 🌈

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Gracious

Fri 8th Jul 2022 17:04

"all that i know, leaves as softly as it came:" such a powerful line! I hope you're doing fine.🌷

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