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testing the day…

December 17, 2011

testing the day, a toe out into the cold air,

spiting the wind behind a partially closed door.

‘fuck you!’ i spit, dribble landing on the bristle on my chin.

‘no…fuck you…’ calls the icy blast at ankle level. i wonder

to myself how this lot has become me…

and i reason that there is n reason…only payback…

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