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I was a quick-wit boy, diving too deep for  coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you  Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american  mouth Big  pill looming



Now I'm a fat house cat Nursing my sore blunt tongueWatching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks Pissing on magazine 

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