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i tossed wooden matchstick
it bounced from head of

pigeon

i am small head too

my shriveling little skull
rotates

like a turkey spindal

then a brain eclipses the ear

a someone falls head over heels

i have been sitting with biggie smalls for hours in this atrium

he is itchy

born in bread

there is nothing to believe in beyond the individual

there is some pegasus fucker in a restaurant

bronze face & pony tail

bohemian vagina lips & face hair

sifting his hips with a beaded wash cloth belt

i will ruin his life

a female porpoise waddles across celery ave

she emits a garbage of air from her blow hole

heaving it out & passing on

the folks that kill people are the only ones keeping this place alive

a crow barking at me

it was born black to kill me

it wouldn't dare

i will ruin your life