i put a piece tape
over my
mouth,
i bleach my brain,
cough out the moths
that have
worn
holes into my soul.
i shower,
i bathe.
i get clean.
i keep what's in me,
in me.
i shake off the debris
of yesterdays
and move
forward. time
is of the essence.
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