Ether Under

so hammer handed
with the candor, canned
like fish in brine and
some stifled mad
laughter,

i muffle my hacks in sleeve
til vapin’ scenesters all leave
for their powder
glass pastures,

not sure why i taste
blood and wet grass
when i breathe in
those bastards.

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