Pristine
Rough
Unowned

It seems strange in a way that we can picture the dead

My body is not an apology

if you are here unfaithfully with us
you are causing horrible damage

Jumping on your trampoline in
your double wide
Sacramento windy
eliminating the words between
us

one letter at a time
wonderbread stress balls
in each fist

higher and higher
with every bite

Everything that was
Just isn’t anymore
Who is this person?