Raining Maria Rilke Comments

How many men have tried my thoughts; five hours of sleep on black wallpaper, thick aroma truths for panthers slowly roaming to the theory of an onyx jungle, the television watching my blue skin on a blue chair, early morning that drags her drunk husband home, he likes the way she laughs at the way she's laughed at,

warm water running in the bathroom of my dream where I change my minds,
I think of shaving and remember the tough stubble on the cleft of my father's face:
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