words are so convincing
from man from totem pole
whose to be fooled for this
none but throwaway tools
i sense fear on those voices
something coming within
where leaves thin to to see
skeletons hidden for long
we need christmas wrapper
for hungry eyes of lurking feet
we soon be swallowed asleep
spit out on wild empty street
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