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[gnostic_ocelot]

My skull is home
to a rattling old carnival ride
the spinning kind
shaking, grinding, crunching
with burnt out flashbulbs
pink and yellow
twirling to a blur

yesterday saw it in repair
by a toothless carnie
using band-aids and spit
today it whirrs and grrrs
pounds and squeaks
slams and shrieks

but this time
I don't blame you
and I don't mind