panacea xii.
The police didn’t find the bodies
until five hours after I got home.
It was ruled out as drowning.
In the papers they said something about
rocks and seaweed
and that was it.
They were gone
and my job was done.
I was really hoping that
Einstein would let me get rid of him soon;
he was too needy
and I was getting scared.
He told me that he’d be gone really soon,
and that’s when I heard
someone kick my door
open.
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PoetryI am a monster. Everybody knows it, but they're too afraid to say it out loud. My body's made of static and dead skin cells, and I don't know if knowing that i'm a failure is what makes me sad or if it's the fact that everyone else knows i'm a failu...
