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Breathing again
With regular employment
The first anything we mutter
Is a complaint,
But again I hear nothing,
Only thirsty eyes
Losing themselves in layers
Of barroom funhouse coffee shop
Distractions, wielding thoughts
Like heavy weaponry
In their gunboat chairs
Thinking thinking thinking
That anyone who smiles
Fucking dies.
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vol 6 - issue 11 (jul 2004)
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