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Nov 2015
sleepless night
I am at your dispense
teach me something new?  
I’m a reader of your newest book
there’s something that I want to hear
and it’s out there
and the minutes crawl by
and I hear it on the back of a pin wheel
rolling to the other side of an empty room
I’m shouting!  Can you hear me? PAY ATTENTION
I am a commander of notes!  I taught myself to do it
and I show up for work
and sit through it
but it is not this
I want you to sit me on your knee
tell it to me straight
like I’m dealing with death
and everything is meant to aim dead for center
it’s not a riddle, no, not this time
I am at that part of the book where there are two ways
the leaves on the trees are crumbling, and I’m at the dispense of weather
put boots on my feet! I am THE KID
who wears a spiked collar
YES
prepare me for what I should expect next
and I’ll listen
sleepless night
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
(25/M/San Francisco)   
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