as she sped down the

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as she sped down the interstate going 90

she saw things

she saw her father hanging off a power line

a tv cord permitting him death

she would see the cord murdering him

she knows deep down the weapon was not the cord

but her dads' head

not enough serotonin

such a shame.

mental sickness is so cruel

physical sickness is Jesus reincarnated

she looked up at the sky to admire the sunrise

but among the clouds she saw her mother fucking a strange man instead

in that moment, she decided she hated the sunrise

she despised it with everything she had.

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