Mappa

My brain is the shape of

the shape of

a country on the

Mappa Mundi

my cranium is slowly deflating

like a stabbed football

whistling amongst fauna

and such.

It rattles in the cavities

and your not distinct from everyone

else who wears those shoes

you dot the landscape.

You’re just telegraph pylons in my mind.

Static

and

just there.

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