I am in between the day and nothing
The big hug of time alone
outside of everyone and I
I lie to myself
I am finished asking for permission
to love the death around me
driving past the prostrate horse
through the inkblot of death
and labor as if you can’t die
standing up or from lying to yourself
I become me looking for a hiding place
Die inside there
or turn into another
It’s not too much to know
how to give up on yourself
is what the snakes have taught me
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Adam Tedesco is a founding editor of REALITY BEACH, a publisher of new poetics, and conducts interviews and analyzes dreams for Drunk In A Midnight Choir. His recent work has appeared or is forthcoming in Funhouse, Souvenir, Cosmonauts Avenue, Hobart, Fanzine, Plinth, and other journals. He is the author of several chapbooks, most recently Heart Sutra (REALITY BEACH) and Ablaza (forthcoming from Lithic Press).