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I had to.

I decided that I was a planet and —

I am.

//

I want to love.

I see old women

Who live.

They know something.

//

It's true I've suffered

The delusion

That I am unlamblike.

But oh my gosh that's crazy.

//

Though it doesn't matter where I sit

And that I'm fucking crazy.

God gave it to me.

I have to live.

//

It doesn't matter where I sit

And that I'm fucking crunchy.

I have to be fibrous

So as not to be consumed.

I have to

Fucking live.

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can live —

In the world —

With the people.

I can live in the world with the people if they understand that

All a poet is is some bitch

Who thinks she's better

And feels sort of bad about it

But not, not really that bad more like

Feels bad

For feeling bad

At all.

//

Also, I need a lot of money

So I could have a lot of money.

That's why I need it.

I need a lot of money.

So I can have it.

Because I need to have money.

I decided that I was a planet and I was a planet.

Aisha Sasha John


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