i
am
so
uninspi
(red)
and.
FRUSTRATED!
[with.(
at.)]
myself.
I took every book one by one off your bookshelf.
found the middle page in each one individually.
and put them all face up, open.
and i laid them all on the floor of your library.
and in the halls.
and on the bathroom tiles.
and in the oven.
and i tucked them in your bed.
under your down comforter.
then i went in your cupboard
in the kitchen where i know you keep things.
and i took out the rubbing alcohol
because i know you have a big jug of it.
and i walked on top of all your books
with the drizzle of alcohol training behind like i was doing some spiritual dance, feeling my feet on the pages.
then i stood right in your big grand hall.
facing away from the mirror, standing by the stairs.
i let your dog out.
and lit a match.
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