This is my home

Land of used car lots

And strip mall psychics

Where ego comes to die

What’s left is up to circumstance


Through process of elimination

But welcome

Everyone is welcome

You’re welcome

Bleed out like the rest of us

If you’ve anything left to spill

This is my home

A hairline fracture

Filled with concrete

It’s still wet

So don’t fucking step in it


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