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stick a nickel in your mouth because you like money melt it down and let it coat your tongue like honey and you still can't taste food two days later because you've got a solid metal tongue that can't taste flavor coin tongue click your teeth for Charon to deliver and cut your tongue out to pay him to cross the river when you burned your last nickel in the furnace it dissolved like the sun as it churned and spit solar flares lick your eyes because they love you fire only wants to kiss you like doves do doves do burn too, feathers like ashes like carbon monoxide they were plastic so you passed out when they fried a little molten rubber with a little bubble and a prize inside, pop it because it's trouble and supple, with evaporated eyes no doves just trinkets and magpies a little bit of gold is the same as mass hypnosis dove or chicken nuggets or gold nuggets for strong doses of oxytocin and candy corn, serve them together on halloween to children because they need thick skin and ritalin in them to keep them quiet, and so everyone's got a little disquiet in their stomachs, because we're all high on coins coins and brightly lit rooms and when we have to turn the lights off at least turn on the nickel moon
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May 12, 2011
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