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Ever since the split

My head screams

With 1000 bouncing balls

In a lion’s jaws

Like a vice grip

From time to time

Now and then and now

And it’s all damning and sad

That black snake curtain

Rising and falling

Like a reusesble noose

So to take my breath

And break the night

Now and then and now

Rachet it up

To a gallup

Steel shoes

On an iron grate

And a low long ferry whistle

That won’t stop

Now and then and now

I’m not mad at You about it

But I am mad

In need of a wake

For this parasite host

Mother please make noise

Steady and low and sure

Now and then and now

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