[ALL WORKED UP TO PURCHASE NOTHINGNESS]

All worked up to purchase nothingness
What you don’t know but now inhabit
Detached from your name
Detail the diagram, labeling the biology
Of loss in everlasting diaristic acrobatics
Comb, pillow, dust
Read flourishing trace
The hand in your pocket
When did news become advice
Bury invitations, plant ancestral
Relics in plain blight
You don’t need to tell anyone
Take the language from your body
Revelry

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from Antediluvian Sonnets--published by Thirdhand Books

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By Laynie Browne 👍