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teenage heart attack


i dreamt a basketball hoop on a roof

there’s a ringing in my right ear that is causing all kinds of fear

like that i’ll pull a van gogh and mail it to you 

searching for the truth in the fairy tale of a lost tooth

under a pillow

is soaking wet from tears

for my many wasted years

up at dawn, with decaffeinated coffee and herbal tea

masada, qumran, enchiladas during break fast at ramadan

ein gedi and a serving of mom’s spaghetti that we are never gonna eat

your heart out

go on, get it all out, laugh at me

i’ll be laughing back from the dark black of a teenage heart attack 

i dreamt a basketball hoop on a roof

running to the edge with all bets hedged 

i often dream of her or you, it’s a rush of lust and a gush of love’s guts 

are all twisted in knots

like the kind used to tie a noose

around your neck is one way to gain some respect

is not a four letter word

on the street is that you’re flying so high you touch the sky

is a weird shade of gray and the sun is just a crack of white

powders, pyrex, and a pipe of glass turned black

paid the piper more than twice just to get it all back 

seat of the car is a teenager falling into the dark trap of an heart attack 

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