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In the midst
Of the gaunt landscape
That Crumpled silently
On my bed, enlivened
By the electric
Spasms that reconstructed
Her nervous system
I found no respect
In myself
And I can't say
I wouldn't
Do it again
Of the gaunt landscape
That Crumpled silently
On my bed, enlivened
By the electric
Spasms that reconstructed
Her nervous system
I found no respect
In myself
And I can't say
I wouldn't
Do it again
Published 8th Feb 2013
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