Mercury
by D.S. Jones


I don't exist
I'm a shadow of a shadow
of a shadow


No arms can touch me
no smile can brighten
my broken day—
here in this dungeon
the whores all
strutting
and the cocks as hard
as stone steps in the cemetery

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About D.S. Jones:
D.S. Jones is a seer of visions and reporter of misadventure. His work
has appeared in Black Heart Magazine, Shotgun Honey, and the Told
You So Anthology from Pill Hill Press. Visit
thepoetdsjones.com to learn
more
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