jerk
leg shakes the flat roof s
ags chair your mud sat in
door fills with hair with
glue ducks turned away
instant of your chain
instance of your
piled skins chorused
flies you never said I
sleep I sleep never b
read uh words shake be
neath the floor
your rice coughs ,scissors
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