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New Bedford

Cheap thrills me.

Dogs wag pure analog joy.

Through the sinks drain under water the room seems  desperate for air.

Stillness speaks into a blurred iris, translucent.

I know your their dad....

Its ok.

An asian angel wishes me peace, so i take it.

Dim walls - florescent hum- a window fans lame attempt to muffle death in the air.

Your home now.
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