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heroin would be quicker

i’ve never heard
the bell
of a cherokee pony ring
though my ears know it exactly

the same way
my bones are certain
that i am drinking myself into the grave
so that i die before you

you’re the stronger of the two of us
you can live with everything wrong
and still enjoy the taste of beer

i’m not capable of one day
of feeling that alone in the world

there are nearly two decades i need to kill

but i’m full of shit
because we both know

heroin would be quicker

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