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Untitled, draft, 07182013
I don’t give a shit About the jungle Or your long trek To profitable madness But all my questions Turned to coin As I sounded out that place’s strange name Sweating, mosquito-thick, blood green Impossible to itch That place … I would recount this purple story To my shrink if I had a shrink, but…
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how the locksmith helped, draft 102120120753
you locked the door behind, you what else could i do? you were young, i wanted more. in his suicide note K dreamed about Freddie — admired, envied — never locked their door. silent, wind and highway light crawling sharp, i remember you mad against the white brick wall posed as imperfection. i had the…
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how the locksmith helped, draft 102120121741
you locked the door behind you what else could i do? you were young, i wanted more. in his suicide note K dreamed about Freddie — admired, envied — never locked silence then, wind and highway lights crawling now i remember you posing against painted brick wall posed as imperfection i had the locksmith come…
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