Rice In The Hull

Draft

We keep it all inside and instead of pouring it on the page
we smoke it out and drown it down deeper.
Pressing auto-erotic biographies down in the bowels of what we could-a, should-a, would-a.

Thick rimmed Gutenbergs picking and placing letters pushed into our stomach linings.

If this is a cry for help all I hear is a click and dial tone. 

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Godspeed & Badnight,

C.B. Franz