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Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Filling Out
A confluence
of enigma
makes pervasive
paranoia almost
normal.
What?
Why?
What the fuck?
A long hair
and
a no-hair
seem to be the
best of friends.
Prosthetics hang
around my neck
like the crown
jewels.
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