Out Of State
rooms. Stripped down to my inner ear. I’m hearing things.
with a crick in my neck. My days are split personalities in fogged mirrors.
in subways. fall asleep in imported armchairs. Leave dreams in wet tar.
slip, I’ll be rancid meat. Come Home before I go short on snowfall.
Kyle Hemmings lives and works in New Jersey. He has upcoming work in Primal Zine and Matter Press. His latest e-books are You Never Die in Wholes and The Truth about Onions.
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