(selfish) sacrificial tendencies

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the notion gave like a
immolated dandelion's spark
in the blue traffic light

and the car kneeled over me
as i prayed to the metric tons
of asphalt
              it stole my eye; curdled its milk with
              a drop of
              earthblood

a brew evaporates into
headlights&sidewalk chalk
                          it is
                        done

consecrated
i lay supine
carved up under the intersection
where it can be felt
no longer



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