Gore Gone

This morning I was a two headed
at least that is what my shadow
alluded to
breathing mustard gas
thinking about Greek heroes
and monsters alike
the wind blowing like
it wanted to push me off
my attention to the very
floor, my herculean thought
that rooted it to the meaning
of Icarus but with no sun to climb

the world is a two headed monster
but no one is talking and the gore hasn’t gone
and my head I must keep tight on


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