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Poem: Pinball Prongs 

you can be hypnotized

by the flow of a river

and shocked right out of it

by the crash of a

door.

you can be so fully you

and slammed right out of you

so hard that you don't remember

you anymore.

pinball prongs poking

your hips and your ribs

you don't want to hit

any more points

you just want to fall

straight through.

losing is ok if you finally

get to rest.

you'll be better but never the same

as you were before.

open the door.

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