Knowing Good & Well
— jayy dodd
In private conversations:
hands around throats for the first time.
How anxiety can taste of salt,
of a hand rolled cigarette
in the thick of memory.
In the night
when moonlight is obstructed
& neon porch falls victim
to impenetrable darkness.
Deep breath is rationed
in short changed currency.
To be choked, or touched,
or silent,
or night.
or drunk
& crying.
To be wee hours,
praying for the dead.
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