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static of the radio bustles at me

I dip the spoon into the coagulated milk
and let out coarse curses
I rant like a diode gone wrong
static of the radio bustles at me
your salacious sagas bore me to death
I run away and hitch a ride
and think of the fling I had long ago
now leaving behind another rancid past
I am homeward bound
enjoying the ride in that 8-track road
elocution of my joy akin to froth

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