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Woke this morning
pasted shadows
were bleeding across
the walls
I could hear the paint scream
the lamp beside me
began to cry
my bedspread attempted
to rape me
I vomited blood
into my slippers
got up to make coffee
the coffee pot
started to laugh at me
so I started to laugh with it
the trash can noticed
all the commotion
and began to pray
for redemption
4 hail marys
6 our fathers
and 2 circular verse of
"Jesus loves me"
at this point
all I could think about
was sex ...
so I opened my bible
and began to masturbate ...
I shot my load
in Job's mouth
washed my hands
and began to prepare for another
long work day.