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atrociousidiot
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"You like too much!" she said to me. "Make up your mind!" she cried.

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"You like too much!" she said to me.

"Make up your mind!" she cried.

A cartridge emptied of its contents

The things it could have produced.

She

resurrected lithograph golems,

who groaned at the consumption of their

Content.

But me?

Why does my pencil glide across the page?

I should have taken to the study of flesh and blood

unlike the girl who speaks in tongues.

Perhaps...

Perhaps she's right.

Perhaps the world doesn't need another performer.

Perhaps... there are already far too many.

My tongue ripped out,

My brain purged and washed.

No more slicing into pages

With my graphite-knife.

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