Standing on the corner outside your house,
cold sweat suppurates
out of the pours
on my lower back
creating a slick that kills otters, fish, sea birds, bull kelp, and dolphins.
i watch the red tail lights grow smaller
before the darkness of the horizon
consumes them.
at different points of the day,
the seconds seem to speed up or slow down,
but, in reality, they don't change;
it's all in my head
like it has always been.
you make it to the hospital,
as i park behind random cars
on a random street
to get well,
and pass the time tonight without tears
under fluorescent orange lights.
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