The Magick of Dividing by Zero

a new version of me
every few seconds
a new head
a new mind
a new carcass
picking bones
dry

spending time
with myself
to keep the romance
alive
let down
with soiled pants

breastfeeding wounds
that speak
with bullets
from my nipples
going in
sane

first equation
magick trick
picking scabs
so nobody
dies

passing notes
to the fly on the wall
written in dirt
from under my nails

dry
picking bones
a new carcass
a new mind
a new head
every few seconds
a new version of me

©J.D.C.IV 2018

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