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Nov 2011
My beloved sold me out with a kiss
The camel passed through the needle
Iscariot in his chariot, and me in a box
He keeps spare containers of light
For when he roams with dinosaurs
In crypts lacking oxygen
His roots go deep
And I'm the monkey chained in his tree
Trying to reach down and pull them out
The devil resides in the cleanest box
Keeping tabs on us
My beloved sold me out with a kiss
The camel passed through the needle
Lucy Tonic
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