aph

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Nov 23, 2005 23:39

I'd heard something else through the door that night
We probably hear it every night,
but that night was special, because i noticed.
i noticed how it grew and grew,
the sound now consuming the door made of i don't know what,
louder and louder it grew and grew and grew,
and that night i went insane trying to find out what it was.
one night i found out, because i went down there,
to the freezer,
someone, was living,
in,
my,
basement.
i said hello, my response was a tool.
now i rumble on the road, in the back, bound.
silence, it pops, i see him again.
dirt. i guess i'm dead.

-- I wrote this last march and I like it.
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