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poetical noose notches
red marks left on my neck
she swallowed me there
she
is
still
choking

just
listen
to her
moaning
moans
of
alone


my night here
day
as
anywhere

sung cat whiskers
dogs ain't got my nerves
fire hydrant
yellow
stains

caution blew
it
could never
out blow
glue

that glue that stuck
me yo you

this mind alteration
words never mine
still they have
been
taken

all the paths
of
muse
as you
have
known
through
my past
has grown
own taught
cut myself
loose
from
this
poetical noose
?
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