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Apr 20
pustules still
on my jawline at
thirty years old

my yawns wretch
my proverbial ***
outta that there

but not before

a cashier girl
has some clue
I'm a loser

an old house &
it's foundation
slow-bombs itself

I'm caught between
me & my version
of you
Christopher Hendrix
Written by
Christopher Hendrix  Missouri, USA
(Missouri, USA)   
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