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lichen lightening

in my bowl

resin-ing.

my head

typically a shell
with curtains
that serve no purpose.

mud people embrace
all around me,

tealed crystal rock truck

where time struck me as irrelevant
like lightening
from a teacher
who fucks his student.
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