a gas oven to rest my weary head in

had my head
in the refrigerator
and my shoulder was propped
on the doorway again

it was so cool
that my brain was lodged
inbetween a couple of empty
milk cartons

i was fixated on some
outdated cinnamon raisin bagels
but nothing was going on
i was just standing there

not breathing
not thinking
for so long
my nipples got hard

then my cell rang
collapsing my frigid bubble
around me
and it was only you

i wish i had
a gas oven
to rest my weary head
comfortably in
at least long enough
to find the escape
hatch

a gas oven to rest my weary head in

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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Oh, death.

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