and death slides close to me

a doctors' word is as good as his scalpel.
i'm feeling dull.
most likely to be infamous.
sew myself some dignity
i gotta keep warm somehow.
i've got a bet with the moon that stars don't mean shit
only when it's you wishing.
brisk is the new greeting
cold is the new hello.
recycled boys take out golden trash
i'm not a real boy
but hoping to be.

my nose is growing.