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It was dictated that you must sit there
                                                         Enlightened
So good you can see him too
Smiling, its gone
                                           Moments disperse

Forever
You can’t stop this second
 Even for a minute
                         
           Slow   Breathing
Of rotten cat food
                           Stand by the stove
Combust
Combust
Combust
                           I feel warmer
Climb the stairway
It won’t upset absent expectations
 We all love your grave
 It’s pretty.