Knowing Good & Well

— jayy dodd

In private conversations:
hands around throats         for the first time.

How anxiety can taste of salt,
of a hand rolled cigarette
in the thick of memory.

In the night
when moonlight is obstructed
& neon porch falls victim
to impenetrable darkness.

Deep breath is rationed
in short changed currency.

To be choked, or touched,
or silent,
                  or night.
                                    or drunk
                                    & crying.

To be wee hours,
                  praying for the dead.

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