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Patience
How strange
and sad
alone
drunk
in a living room
like all living rooms
before
A mind
like a snake
slithering through
grass
desperately searching
for the solar warmth
to rest
in euphoria
But nocturnal you are
nocturnal you've become
a creature of the night
a vampire
living a cheap life
the blood
you feast
of a $7.25 an hour
shift
Sit and wait
you will
until the world
is ready
for your type
of tongue
poem
by
Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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