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Feb 2015
Dad
oh, sick mongrel-tree-tearer!
your poison blood crackled
lightning right through our
interwoven riverways! pour
pour pouring sap now from
our broken branches broken
twigs dead leaves, dead leaf
leave us now! and we are no
longer sturdy here, you took
our raindrops away and you
dammed up our waterways,
we are cauterized! stray cats
crying mrow mroww trying
to fend for ourselves, but we
were fed rat poison, and you
fed it to me since ever, since
I was a little kitten. goodbye
you little friendly sociopath
what are we a box of ghosts?
Gigi Tiji
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Gigi Tiji  USA
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