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Acetaminophen asphyxiation

Jaquins flying above my bed
reminds me of the affair
yellow 80 watt
glass bulbs shine down

as i close my liars eyes
let my back relax
pop into a natural state

i buried Casey a long time ago
it's the cross town traffic
not as simple as a smile
adding cheese to your order anymore

standing at the ombre counter
with a  styrofoam cup
turquoise splashes

hands on the turn signal
waiting for the next exit
to tip the wading world
sign me upside
downpour
standing in the drenching rain

wishing you would call my name
sitting at the bottom or your heart
call my number twenty five just to see if i'm alive
wake me from this broken slumber
i'd be your white slip
riding up your thighs

they shot Cody in the head
hit Elizabeth with a van
the satellite dishes
send us T.V.
to forget how to view the world

purple is for royals
tastes like NyQuil
nesting at the house





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fleeting thoughts from a Saturday afternoon/evening
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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