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In my one room bed
chewing on perfect puzzle pieces
I cry my cat to sleep
Forgetfulness of attitude attributes
find their cosmic way
around my eyes
wall paper under my nails
Falling through the floor boards
with a miscellaneous fit
There is nothing left
in my one room bed
no friends, no enemies
and my cat is dead.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
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