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Apr 2019
Sinking,
falling,
start recalling,
every
whispered
word
we wrote with

coated
letters,
fetters made of
gold.

Don't tell me
you / wish
you / could
see.
You haven't come two feet near me.

I pill pop / peel back / puke up, putrid
poison / people / persons?

pasty / hasty / wasn't tasty

Please just come down here and make me:

Cough.
Choke.
Swallow soap.

End it with,
"At least we're clean now?"
We're not mean now.
God, will let us retch in peace now.

Mend / what's breaking at the seams now.

cough up. choke up. throw up.

soap
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