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Vladislav Tretiak

from Portmanteau by Chairea

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You have my permission to pretend like you haven’t noticed. I have things to say, but nobody is listening. You’re not a frightful sight, kid. I guarantee, I promise. See how empty, everything? I have things to say, but no one asked. You’re not your fucking khakis, man. Baby boy made promises to motion like he’ll call you; to eat ‘til he throws up, just a little. Baby boy can’t pry himself off the couch. I hate you most days. These days baby boy’s upset again. Break down the pattern. Reflect. Regurgitate and then your head’s gonna turn to dirt, friend, and absolutely nothing will happen past that. The rain man of Irish goodbyes. I don’t want to, but I think I should be alone. I know that you don’t feel guilty, and you shouldn’t. I’m just biding my time until you need me around again. The turn signal metronome and the absolute certainty that you can’t guilt your friends into shit these days. The turn signal metronome: I lost my place again, can I start over?

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from Portmanteau, released December 11, 2015

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