Sugar

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Unpublished pieces

Gagging on peanut butter crackers
filled with irony and delight.
Happily noting the hand
covering the characters
displayed on a black flag.
Nothing and everything means something.
Something is whatever it needs to be.
Boys playing with a dead cat,
planning on their nightly masturbations.
Caressing fingers in their "tightie-whities",
imagining other hands stroking,
stroking,
chocking the chicken.
Burning fires and computer screens,
drinking and forgetting.
Hard brown eyes tearing apart
the doughnut holes of flaking skin.
Growing,
growing
into translucent flavours
of ingested Chinese noodles.
Sugar is dissolved in the bowl.
Sugar is dissolved in the veins.
Sugar is sweet and so is seeing.
Seeing the fingernail parings
littering the dirty floor.

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