the attic

our legos biodegrade in the attic
black doll-eyes sprouting wild the attic

dad plugs in more red distortion pedals
we hear his chords vexing in the attic

freddy's purple heart degeneration--
he weeps & locks the door to the attic

ragged plastic hair & Velcro dresses--
he made swallow him in the attic 

i'll be floor-board spoken from the attic 
a jar of foot steps across the attic 





 

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