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A Task Worth Closure
Jefferson layed me down against the staircase. He told me to be silent and hold my breath Just slightly. I'd never forget the way a Leon Would hover about my work premises After hours, Waiting for me to come around. And my mother with her penniless issues Would cluck her tongue at the thought Of my dinners out with a David. How I'd clank my dishes and silver With the absence of a child. Would she fret to know that it pleased them? Would she point a withered finger towards me In her after life, Cursing me and my crooked ways. Of course a WIlliam would take care of that With his sound proof walls and blindfolds. But a mask would wear my face at the Thought of a humble man who wanted No more than a mentor. A mentor with no shoes on As she hides beneath his shirts. And next year When a Jonathan realizes That he's no more than a broken clock Will he force his way inside for one last try To kill the beast that Layed itself inside my mind. To kill the monster that calls herself Jane.
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