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Sep 2015
taxi, taxi,
come take me away.

from the blinding lights,
they're hurting my eyes.

and the people,
come take me away.

from the monsters,
pulling at my feet.

creating scars
all
      over
                me.

i'm dying taxi-man,
yes i am.

physically i'm alive,
emotionally i'm dying.

slowly, slowly,
but surely.

taxi,
take me away.

taxi,
take me away.

taxi,
are you even listening?*


-PHALAENOPSIS
phalaenopsis
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