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Code Orange Kids

Nothing (the Rat)

Break me into something worth it

more than the heads of statues.

Even if the trend reconciles itself I will still wake up

wishing I didn't.

So maybe instead I'll choke on these anti-anxiety pills

so I don't have to swallow the flavor of life floating

away.

In your hands against his chest or my head against the

bathroom floor

But every morning is a clean slate

and my back starts to break. My face starts to change.

Alignment of the way I act and the way I am,

because in my mind it's an emptiness

multi-foliate

An abundance of layers buried out of necessity.

A laundry list of accomplishments.

Stage the disease.

Control the crisis.

Sell your soul to words that mean nothing.