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Apr 8

When I am released from this bone-cage:

When neurons collapse

Organs fail:

Skin, dust, dissipation of atoms of “me”.

When my ribs are no longer trapped across my chest, holding everything in

like the spines of sailing ships.

Guts spill out, liver & bile & blood

Intestines let loose my…

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Apr 7

& if the meaning was “love”, or Love, or even love,

& if flower petals strewn & scattered & scarred with

spittle, cat fur-flecked crumbs & spite-

then symbol-strange dreams, cascade past my eyes as I sleep-

residue of thought & scarring from Love/”love”/love

& remnants & ruins of placed…

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Matthew Oldridge

Matthew Oldridge

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Writing about creativity, books, productivity, education, particularly mathematics, music, and whatever else “catches my mind”. ~Thinking about things~