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anesthesia

take off your

jacket

sit in this cold

chair

you might feel a

pinch

you might feel another

pinch

'i'm anemic,

my veins are microscopic'

i don't think he

listened.

a mask that made breathing

for me.

 

thoughts before black:

this insincere man could do

anything.

eat a sandwich

do a dance

take off his pants

and i wouldn't

know.

 

waking up i feel like

time traveller,

and also like i would have rather not had my

wisdom harvested

in teeth form.

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kiagen-mcginnis
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Published
Feb 14, 2011
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