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Like a fleeting thought
or a nervous tic
shame just comes and goes.
Go chase some new high
‘till the cows come home.
The lark gets tossed and splits.
Your strangeness is enough.
Even when you don’t invite it.
If you can’t get up at least get excited.
Try to wander through the lonely night.
Or so for’d yourself
to some New Hell
you aren’t so afraid of
and finally fix your gaze.
In hospitals
beside garden walls
you looked away in shame
from stars.
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