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I am the cockroach from ‘Men In Black’
wearing an obscene overcoat of a farmer’s
body that it does not fit at all well
It is how I feel today, my body does not
belong – I cannot get comfortable in it
the whole structure somehow moved
maybe the astral part left the physical
travelled to other dimensions overnight
but its dawn silver cord return was skewed
Now my whole frame is disimbued
and I no longer fit within my skin
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