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I’ve had my breakfast
Uninterrupted –
Comes next I have no clue.
I’ll search in dust
And shattered quail eggs
A morning’s hullabaloo.

Should I wear gloss
And match my socks
Or should I confront the bills?
A leaky faucet
I must get out!
The silence is ghastly shrill.

How strange it is
To walk our ‘hood
Without you on magic pumpkin.
I’ll flip the shade
You’ll make me ache
With toes beggin’ to be eaten.

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