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Dec 2012
I think I have too much hair
At least more than enough to share
A happy trail that looks more like a field
shaved once but with cuts that haven’t healed.

I find bugs caught in the tangle
A leg lifted up, I can see them dangle.
They wait, maybe death by bug spray,
I didn’t know bugs knew how to pray.
i'm no murderer, but just to be clear
so you can see my angle
Those bugs have lived  since I loosed them from my ankle.
Eric Vasquez
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Eric Vasquez  El Paso
(El Paso)   
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   Kayla Hollatz
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