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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wear a Baja Rosa t-shirt with a huge sun on it and look into a mirror disguised as a bicycle tire reminding me to exercise light a cigarette and ash my incense into the three skulls of the ashtray of life and like the four monkeys of see hear say and do I swat them away just like flies the white wax has melted away and the wick burns into the black the pieces of the musical muse I listen to guide the ghost I am flicking the lights off and on in patterns as I haunt this ghetto captured on satellite through telepathy I control the radio and above my alter is a picture of a cocktail of prescription pills but I'm overmedicated to predict my own surprise birthday party so the monster in the mirror and the shadows that dance and hide in the corners and cubicle soft my mind twist and coil in the black light when I open and shut the doors in the same metaphorical order a fortune teller a palm reader who predicts attacks and world events leaders spy on my I tell you and this monster in the mirror surrounding my reality is my curse upon the plagues \they deliver unto men the scar of my lungs into cigarettes the three faces of death as I sip vodka from a glass covered in sheep ashing my stick of incense as my tarot cards are wrapped in the bandages of rubber bands and the hanged man on my alter of symbology can no longer mind read
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