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Sep 2017
Static earphones, tired eye dread
a way to find center
putting bullet in head

Black eyed striptease
once a day smoke, please
open your door, freeze

Transit to banishment
planned mass exit
brutal abasement

I saw a way out once where the smudges on the window
were from other noses in the acute psych ward
it was never locked, but I locked myself in
and made up pictures on the ceiling

Two in the hole
fresh rice bowl
here we go

I was tired for a second
slept for two
fine with me
fine with you
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
(33/M/x)   
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   Poet kiri
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