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The bird

Here I lie
Jeckel and Hyded
And Im in stitches

It was meant..
A rhetorical question
But he answered strangely enough
He must have thought me sincere

Poor boy
And my foolish grin
Because he looks to me
A drowned cat
Gnarled and soaking tail
Between wobbly steps

As he surreptitiously
Circumvents meeting
My lively eye
My eye
And spread teeth
That hold bits of gilt
(Feathers of the canary himself)
Poking out

I giggle on impulse
A reflex that spreads
Through my body like a rash
Like a hit of reefer
I cannot coughit

Fuck me... this remorse
Right in my asshole
I blink twice
To unsee
A bad deed
That cannot be undone

A serious mother fucker
Contagion spread
A bad trip for sure
The next poor sucker
Who might wander in
And engage my bad temper
Written by Calamityofgin
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