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fourth of july
mid afternoon
sun splattered and thirsting
in
let's build a wall
to keep the w.a.s.p. hive pristine
scrape the
when the eye turns and opens to aim
and rolls back
hands clap for empty rhetoric
a crass display of knowledge unapplied
jaws
sleeper desire
short in the wire
red myth conspires
to make lovers liars
seek
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