I AM THE PERENNIAL HEAD OF THIS ONE-PERSON SUBCUTANEOUS WRECKING CREW

DANIELLE BLAU

To maintain these depths of misery
takes work given my buoyant disposition;
for every sill of my flesh
I must invent a new method to flay.
Few people know inside your skin

is a microscopic garden.
With love I tuck in seeds
of destruction late
each night, daily tend my

dear ruin — knot distant, unsuspecting
clovers at their root tips; stomata full of
rodent bones, down

they go, the pond lilies: I’m strict. Who
could love you like you.

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