pacifier

distant thoughts running
through my head
it was different then
i wish you were not
so holy suburban
i wish you were not
so baptismal clean
yesterday was so sunny
but i could not stop
the bloodshed while
i listened to the
ravings of a lunatic
he believes me and
i think i love him

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