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Mar 04, 2002
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Tucked

Never trust a man who tucks his shirt in.

Roadkill

i walked behind the truck
with wrists chained in steel
forearms to chrome bumper
i walked

and when i could walk no further
i fell
and when i could fall no further
i sang

i sang as the rough road removed
layers of clothes and skin
and the rest of the meaty parts
that clung to my distended frame

i sang for all i was worth