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Today I wept and shook,
called out for the Lord to
save me, saw
past the veil.
My body mauled by evil
things. Bloody and
broken. Evil things
biting me, breaking me.
I am a child with a broken finger
stepped on by a playmate
in retribution.
I am a fat caterpillar, burst
open under the
wheels of a toy train.
I am a teenager
bicycling in an unknown
neighborhood, chased by a dog.
I am a centipede immersed
in oil.
I am a middled-aged man
with a broken collar bone,
having fallen on my head while
helping a student.
I am a baby
opossum drowned in
a bucket.
I am wandering under a
canopy of trees, my lunch in a bag:
raisins and some milk in a
jar.
Eventually
I will go home.
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