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i am thirsty i am the quiet blues waking suit and tie shotgun garbage collector banana skinned skinny bones welfare red and restless and homeless i am 70 billion gunned to the head bullet army lipped i am hollow wet curve of 6 million mouths i am purple night sky pressing tongue into the black and bright city i am grey haired old man’s breath i am beautiful meat i am hard luck
- one hundred eighty six
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Posted on January 7th, a grand Wednesday, Common Era 2009 at 12:19 pm.
Category: worthless
Tags: poem, poetry, prose, writing
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