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flosst teeth, pickt food on the bathroom
mirror, flung at my face and stuck like
wet anchors, hands on the door knob;
tellt them that i was busy, keep knocking
turnt handle, pusht open, left silent and
inward foots a sandle, slamt door on
leather, heard her scream and jerk back,
back to the plaster across the door crying
about why did i do that for, i turned
on the faucet and the fans, flushed the toilet
and kept them in the hallway with the lights off
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