How To Mourn by Deborah Kaiser


Now I sit at home
and kick my feet at nothing
eat a quarter pound of chocolate
in one sitting.
Something like that.
And my hands are sticky and brown.
I've never been so disgusted.

My glasses slip more than usual
and my socks smell worse
and I had a chance to see you.
Wasn't strong to make it.
and I don't think I can take it
but I do
and thats disgusting.

I think I will give up now.
I am totally disgusted
by my speckled-blue pig legs
that try to imitate a deer.
something like that.
I have no hope for you
all the ones i had are falling.
and the world has kicked me down.
and I have things to do.
and they do not involve you, and I know that you do too.
and I have not hit the ground yet.
But I am feeling pain.




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