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part of me
(my hands)
want to
pull out
that glass
she lodged
in her neck.
Pull it out
and drop it
into pieces,
or keep it
in the back seat
of my car.
Where it can
lay a while
and stare at me.
Part of me
(my chest)
is not afraid
of demons.
It is far less
dangerous
than girls with
haphazard knives
and other
monsters.
Sta.sh
