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The Comb


I had opened coffing the door to the entirely gray room coffing stepped coffing inside with my teeth clenched coffing feeling the smell of my blood coffing in my mouth I walked to the window coffing and forced coffing open the shade it was hot and coffing I needed to roll up coffing the sleeves of the coffing shirt with the nails I kept coffing wrapped against my ankles coffing in masking tape I drew coffing down the tape and coffing placed my physical coffing body on the floor coffing so that looking up coffing I see the coffing motion sick pattern of coffing squares on the ceiling I place coffing the nail in my palm coffing and its point on my coffing forehead and push the coffing fragments of cold breath cut off coffing in mid sentence coffing the air seemed to bite coffing into the coffing hats scattered all over the floor in waves coffing.

Monty Cantsin & The Spitter, Sept. 11, 1986



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