poem: roaches all float to the top of the tub

loganbrightworks poems 2020-04-142020-04-13

roaches all float to the top of the tub
I’ve long since scarred up my face
portentous purchases, something to love
fleeing from time into space

Published 2020-04-142020-04-13

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