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I shall sever
some aloe to heal
an already
healed wound
so that
it does
not
reopen

caring is
complex

so I chose
to close
an aging
door

a 50/50
agreement
in my mind
only
I say one thing,
then do

something else=
Nothing

I don’t always
get a receipt
after a swindle
but somewhere
its recorded
the Buddha
dust covered
in the garage
is only a Buddha
to Christians

smart and knowing
and cognized
its true- words are
sawedoffshotgun
there is vile
in yours
violence
in your pours

a love song
after the love
never thought
someone would
try to kill me so
mercilessly
with a song