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Thunder Sandwich #23 |
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Kate Salvino |
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A FEW DAYS LATER They told me I stole her car, bit her hand and took the keys- That my punch missed, but spit like rotting egg had stung her face that I called my dealer, then dad I had said "goodbye, I love you," They said I went to Rite-Aid, barefoot and bleeding, I stole men's sandals bought beer, two bottles of Tylenol some Sominex and gum, all while bleeding. They told me some man saw me vomit in a parked car, windows rolled up, undigested pills rolling off my tongue like Pez from a dispenser my head hanging on the steering wheel - an empty piņata. They told me I was belligerent eyes rolling to white, vitals failing, cocaine running my veins like fierce angry rapids. They told me my liver was failing and to grow the fuck up. Stiffed You hampered me like a stiff dick in baggy pants in public. My coffee that morning tasted like heroin and sin. I wished for someone to remove me-- turn out the lights! Do something with this erection! I'm a woman for crissakes! |