I see things breaking
to find them rest, see
keys thrown on kitchen counter
beside a pastel greeting card
its purple rabbit hops out
and eats the bundle whole.
Brass pushing through her bloody
returns bladelike. Here I find
them rest, keys
unbolt a bathroom door, its wood
splitting under bone, brown knuckle pet-
rification. See round tablet
stored in ceramic tank
plastic tearing defeat now
they are swimming down his throat
and landing on pupils. See
pupils shrinking small
like a brother waving goodbye
in one reflection, I am pulling
away.
Here I find him rest,
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image: MM Kaufman