poem: introduction to portraiture

this morning i woke up, and ignored that
tomorrow i will do so
again; we are in the stages
we are not thinking
about that. again. i have a lot
of things i only use
once a week/month, i have a lot
of pride. this morning
i flossed with crystal floss, i fought
with my mother. i am so fucking
mad at you
right now.
have you ever seen
framework houses, photographed in
bulk, in germany in the 1970s
or 50s? i have
not, i have not seen
them.

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