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Oct 2021
Nausea incarnate,
Live inside a dream
Feather duster roommate,
Yellow laser beam.

Structure incontrescent
Wraith of ancient flesh
Acrid odor, pungent
Titilating mesh.

Beast without a burden
Ghost without a care
Hear my skull come open
Think I'll cut my hair.

Putting on the face paint
Ash becomes my skin
Hear it, though it sounds faint,
Water flowing in.
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