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Broken Music
By Adam Ahmed
too hot to sleep so I open my
window desperately the cars hiss
by it’s raining too hard a drunk man
practices walking down the street and
stops under a streetlight to breathe
one plane and then another roars by in
the dark indefinable as a thought a stop
light singes my hand but it’s not even
important to breathe anymore too cold
in my room it’s raining too hard still
maybe call Jimmy and ask him if I jumped
onto the street would my bones break
or bend it’s 1:00 a.m. I turn all the lights
on in the room until my shadow creases in
the corner of the ceiling I want my body
to bend like a blade of grass.
By Adam Ahmed
too hot to sleep so I open my
window desperately the cars hiss
by it’s raining too hard a drunk man
practices walking down the street and
stops under a streetlight to breathe
one plane and then another roars by in
the dark indefinable as a thought a stop
light singes my hand but it’s not even
important to breathe anymore too cold
in my room it’s raining too hard still
maybe call Jimmy and ask him if I jumped
onto the street would my bones break
or bend it’s 1:00 a.m. I turn all the lights
on in the room until my shadow creases in
the corner of the ceiling I want my body
to bend like a blade of grass.