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I'm my own
scruff of neck
pulled apart by
weeds of dreams.
Call my color
sunken brown dog
at leash end
all but friend
in alien times
spread open eyes
and see fools
who win tools
at fair's end.
Fair begins again
as house burns
girl in window
forever shadow singes
forever shat out
lonely never endings.
Spin dog spin
in ground rooted
spinned down in.