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Still Bleeding
formerly white paint flaking off the third stall door
inscribed with Mari + Juan forever
sinking down onto a cracked coffin lid
listening to the fading echoes of a mind
blank and stark as the futilely dimmed fluorescents
did you hear about Mari he says it's not his it's Adam's
grasping for the rusty coffin handle to drown out
roaring whispers of endless memories
paper toweled landscape still bleeding
