Literally Literary
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Literally Literary

Feverish Subjection

A Poem

Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

With all the holes in my walls
I don’t know if I have the steam
to fix any of this

I picked up the trumpet
before the lyre
but I can play nothing these days

The skin the skin the trickling of skin
and the fever reaches for its bloody
blisters and comes out…

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