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May 2018
us, no saints
no slaves
to religion

but, the ants that carry caskets
scared me with their
marble crosses
and long necks wrapped in rosaries

so, i hit my knees
split them wide open
(little red seas)
the night you kicked the
bucket
(just keep knocking)
saige
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