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Detritus
by Buttered Roll
I lost my head
The other day.
It fell off and
Rolled toward the horizon.
Moments later, I found it
At my heels.
Condolences to the Flat Earth crowd.
This is an attempt at communication.
What I’m trying to say is that
There are a million different ways
To give yourself a concussion.
Buttered Roll is a Poet, performer and visual artist based in Hoboken, NJ. His writing has been featured in Breadcrumbs Magazine, The Liberate The Verse Anthology and Mother Water Vol. I.
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