the end (my friend)

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the body breaks slowly into feath

clamour push and deny the rust stain
left as spots on nylon thin throws

no light is un-greyed in passing
to fail ignition . somewhere 
sinoatrial spark kicks the pump
over
again
again 
again 

until even that like waxed diesel 
instead of vital fuel will impel 
only a 

thud

and then wooden and thin as a
peg. round headed and spindles 
you are boxed for
the
Fire

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