bed wetterA Poem by Christine
she saw snakes
on her bedroom walls slithering slobs puking shadows all over the floors; when you wake up covered in urine, ask your father to slaughter them; slay their slimy bodies, put them down the garbage disposal, wash the sheets, take a bath, don't wake your mother whatever you do, don't close your eyes again
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