Words adopted from a poem by Tess Nowadly called "all the gone are dead"
all the gone are dead.
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
tables and chairs
LOOK. AT. all of them.
all of them.
like paper skeletons.
Skin is red-light,
open-cheap;
got eyes for everyone,
They rise out the walls,
out the walls.
weren’t ever dead at all
talk distinct, don’t-forget-me-words,
ask favors.
something is
ending.
no.
“I am well.”
“I am well.”
“I am well.”
But.
your faces!
your:
used-cars, glove compartments; bathing suits, laundry baskets,
people we all knew, their last names, pushed up against strange mind-walls with the seven-digit numbers;
and those big, too-big cities we once had,
had us.
Maybe have nothing,
have nothing.
how lucky, how free! To be so young-pretty, well read-aware
knock your little heads together
too thin-too-thin! and all the rest of it
a whole generation gone that way
even the artists.
“just-don’t-care-anymore”
all got the same memories.
Those televisions
bedrooms, blue carpets,
tables and chairs
computer screens.
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