All I Know is the Blood in My Mouth.

Photo by Dainis Graveris on Unsplash

They said to make plans, but I couldn’t, and now I’m better off for it. They said to open a savings account, but all I know is the blood in my mouth.

I can’t even say that I’m wrong.

I look in my lime tree for something good. I think about making some guacamole. The outside world—What is it doing? I only have internet when I go to the nearby restaurant to post.

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