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The long sleep, dark as the pumpernickel
dragged through the hummus of night
as my fingers dance on the keyboard
sucked in by, Ctrl+Alt+Del  
unplugging the dust, embracing the twilight
with the Jumpin'jacks of death's little dimple
lost in the mimes of shadows beneath the
worms oasis
exploring the mulch of my situ in the folding
stairs of my demise listening to the early bird
peck on my casket of rye, sucked in by,
Ctrl+Alt+Del