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kaykunkel
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Control.copy.paste

Unfiltered gasps of undiluted reams

Of office paper stuff my esophagus. you close your lids and staple her lips to yours I toss the draft

Aside cast my cradled

sleeve on yours-on mine

Red road kill rests on the bridge

Of my nose I stifle the sting of unaquainted smears of

Fetor spewed about along

His very amygdala. Bastard- children expel

Themselves from my lungs

And rest their ill fated apathy 

along the lines of my collar bone and carve their initials

Into the soft side of my skin

Administering irregulated injections into my veins they sing

To me and other decomposed fecal matter waiting on the stoop waiting for him to bring 

about the high

Speed internet connection that defines us. Until then our eye lids drag us down to pocket

sized screens until our pupils dilate- big black

Voodoo dolls deem your worth and mine the street lights 

flicker and the faces of the bastard children drown 

out my own miseries.

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