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last night I drove by your house

softly crying

feeling like an ugly little brown mouse

in a trap

painfully dying

how morbid to think such a horrific thought

you would likely say

but you do not know the extent of rejection

besides your own I experienced earlier in the day

such grand feelings of love's sweet loss lynch me

in their absolute dismay

so I back myself into the nearest corner

to keep from having to further this too cruel of a

game by pretending to play....................

(written Jan 7,1992 pm)