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Janine
She flaps her gums
Like a flock of birds
A ragtag bunch of misfits made up of assorted species
Sometimes her lips quip with mocking bird flutter
Other times a strong gliding bald eagle
Every word she speaks pollutes my beach
Caught in six-pack plastic as a stymied seagull
Flying with a mouthful of wings
She need not stop and think to consider a destination
Entombed within the nest of self important preservation
Her drinks they spill
A head of helium severing co-ordination's will
Pecking beak gobbles so many pills
Her personality is lost it truly chills
A phalanx of Xanax, Oxycodone and such
She tries to explain that world I refuse to learn much
Sad thing is rather than to just listen
I create a fine art of ignoring
Trying to help
She never wanted to be pulled from her prison
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