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Psalm, For Chuck Mangeeonie
what are you telling me?
on every street corner they're asking for two dollars and twenty five cents
for their incoherent nonsense and irrelevant gossip
I can't afford that
there some sort of irony in that
I don't know what it is
hold me closer
put my inside your coat
its cold and our bodies are warm
we host another spirit between us
It feels like candlight in a cave
creating uncertain and metemorphisizing creatures
lurking as shadows
or in the shadows
closer than that
we crossed ...