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thoughts of you visit me often



sitting in my car

feeling heat blowing hotly on my face

imagining fumes to take my breath



watching a movie

thinking about the

oblivion found in the

bottom of a warm tub of

blood colored water



you are an option

you are a manifestation

of the control lacking in my life





indeed, an outlet

for all the blackness

filling my choatic mind

and questioning soul