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13 October 2016

Lynching

my head  hurt

like a long loud scream

she hit a vein right away4

the black wind blew

the relief was palpable
some men prefer

love on their haunches

I just steam on in all suited up

the man of reason

I ply the trade with ruthless

charm anticipating all objections

the angles of my craft it's

catch as catch can and

I’m ready for a fight 

I never underestimate

the sincerity of a lynch mob

they have a job to do

and so do I

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