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Blue Dog bites
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voids little
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holes in the sidewalk--
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i need to be there, curled up
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drying out. i need to fit there,
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sometimes dying
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i am no more
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justified in living
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than i have ever
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been in the cold coughing atmos-
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phere where the grey is
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expanding the wind is a wall
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the horizon is dead. it is becoming
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increasingly cold with each
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passing day. blue dogs barking
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on chains, passing through
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life sucked dry to the bone
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with sad frowning faces and
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creaking knees.
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one bit me.
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i start decaying.
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there comes a warm human
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on legs following
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in traffic with more
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of the same kind,
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bellowing their lungs for
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some unseen want.  they have
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smiling faces.
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ghosts,
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they pass, they pass.
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my eyes are bulging.
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dogs are barking.
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i think of you, your chest.
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sinking
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and rising to subtract
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old air . i wonder who
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you've been without me.
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i want to watch you alive
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and moving, existing unconscious,
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you are always sleeping.
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love.
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i am thankful
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for that tree over there
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and this hole in the sidewalk.
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19 Oct 06

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It's perfect.
 — trafalgore

void's holes?
 — unknown

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