Macau claws digging into my forearm
She started wearing contacts in the 6th grade
As an 11th birthday present her mother
Parlayed into a deferral on divorce proceedings.
Syrup weeping over scrambled eggs
The answering machine you promised
You’d use after you graduated into a career transcribing
Shit smeared northern Irish bastilles has fallen into disrepair.
8 hour trimmings and fond
You are a fossil in an unmarked grave
Nightcap in the hands of an alcoholic
fostering co-worker grit.