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This is a poem called I Lost
Something of My Semblance.

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"Spring is piss
warm and ambivalent,

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a trigger to the head
I would have cradled.

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Are you full yet,
rotten consciousness?

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Your demise quickened
by catering.

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The eyes of a monster child
looking for a piece of fence

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to chew.

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The death inevitable of your
mother followed by phone calls

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to unavailable
agents, meningitis,

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airborne in a cramped aircraft.

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The ruin of everything
through rumination.

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A lifelong dream you could have
just bought instead of dreamed.

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The dust ruffle flutters and
an eerie wind towards the room.

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Oh, California,
there's nothing more

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to be said or done about you."

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