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when I wander outside
using muddy mole holes
for eyewash
and write it all down
when I no longer sleep
but instead drown awake
in the dark
Put it in sandwiches
all that would choke -
like gravel-voiced grins
from a closet
Dry and caloric
but far from a meal
For my gut is a goner
for sure
Gone to bathe in the rain
As the sea never drains
No tours and
No more
returns
Hose in the nose til the end
of the end
No tours and
No more
returns








































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