Vomit

We are compelled to vomit things
Whatever accumulates by a night,
Darkness accumulated in our belly.

We hate to see inward darknesses
Crawling in washbasin like worms
Worms wriggling away to the sink.

we regurgitate poems from a night.
We see poem words crawling away
Merging in darkness down the sink.

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