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a germ, 

buried deep 

fed off my acrid mind 

not yet ripe 

but mushy 

I miss your hands 

weaving through my hair 

clumsy braids 

humming Piaf 

flossing your teeth with poppies 

my misery 

was a late summer cherry pie 

you are a spoiled child 

asking for another piece