momentsilence (United States) published:
the seven-eleven on el camino real — the one off bollinger,
i mean — flickers into existence every time you trip over the ledge of
the sidewalk. a bubble popping in reverse, an exercise in
unbecoming. its fluorescence —
crayola marker red and green diffusing in a dixie cup
sloshing over with day-old tap water —
blinks awake, half-dazed, and asleep again.
this will be your first and only foray into a surgeon’s theater,
the last time you will revive...
7 months ago