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May 2013
raised by a pack of cigarettes.
easier to quit--
tossed into a roadside ditch.
            •••

your attention span is horrible.
you just proved my point.
I still love you.
         •••

I'll be your empty glass bottle
collecting dust as you collect me--
you'll wipe me off someday
            •••

I miss the fresh air.
google searched fresh air,
ordered Febreeze.
          •••

I'm sleeping next to you
in the morning after
I'm that type.
Malcolm McGill
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Malcolm McGill  Lancaster
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