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west L.A.

slow day artery.
slow ivy as
pads expand and contract.

and the
lava jives.

we're on the verge
of obsidian.

my crawling veins.

this,
a torture crawl.

and every murder crawler
to loose my vapor form.

know

that i am not haunted by ghosts,
i am haunted

by living things.
Written by Grae (Bryan Gray)
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