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One More Time

Should I take it personally
when you fall asleep while I’m talking
I tail you into dreams

Dirty minds dirty nails

I want to scope your insides
and hang the photos

Thinner than an eggshell
the heart’s membrane
dividing us from disaster

You swinging an axe

Take me outside
and split my hands into
a thousand pieces

then plant them back
in the ground
Posted 06/20/12
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