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Count Your Fingers
Count your fingers, and don’t be afraid
“Results may vary”
They say that you will grow, right along
With your phalanges.
I am heightened senses
I am ears pricked
And as close as any human thing
To bliss
Which I hate for it’s faux gentleness
And it’s idle, growing fingers.
They say that boredom is:
The most annihilistic vice
Of a lonely god
But I am hind legs tensed
And I don’t believe in supposed sin
Of whatever lord is responsible for
12-sided dice
And rubber chickens
Even a god gets fidgety
Even a god must teeter
Over the precipice
Beyond salvation
So far closer
To fulfill their job description
Not one iota less
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