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Poem: How I Wanna Die 

I got nothing left crying in the
car like a helpless babe hungry
for young, bouncing breasts, hungry for
creamy goodness—I want you
to funnel milk down my throat
until I am and nothing like a grazing
cow quietly waiting for the slaughter
you call me by name but remember
I am a poor bastard feasting in
fields of grass bleached from the sun
lost and without any ground it'll be easy to
hang me by my feet, let the blood
pool in my soft little head tenderizing
pudgy fat, tearing up the carpet to
pluck out my heart, all I'm worth but I don't
need it, just leave my eyes so I can watch you
slog back all the succulent flesh
glued to your fingers and stuffed in your mouth

you are hungry and I am nothing but meat

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