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BITING INTO MY DISAPPOINTING MARCH MANGO,
WHICH PREVIOUSLY HOBNOBBED WITH ARSENIC
SO IT COULD LURE ME BEFORE SEASON.
WHOSE MOTHER CRIED IN VAIN
THE DAY IT RAINED PESTICIDES.
TO REPEL PESTILENT BEASTS AND KEEP HER BABIES SAFE
FOR MY CONSUMPTION.
AND SHE SPROUTED FROM SEEDS OF POISON HERSELF
WHICH LAY IN A BED OF BURNT OUT SOIL
DECREPIT FROM YEARS OF CHEMICAL BACCHANALIA
AND TOOK ROOT
TO DELIVER THE CANARY GEM I HOLD IN MY HAND,
WHICH CRIES BITTER TEARS OF POISON INSIDE ME.
DRIVING ME TO WONDER, HOW LONG I HAVE.
HOW LONG DO I HAVE?
So beautifully expressed.
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