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After the drum beats of severance,

A second where the soft things scream-

Butterfly wings rip from metallic seams,

Crocheted blankets feel the scissor blade,

Breath’s surface blisters into a sigh.

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Just ask,
Everyone has the same two initials
Any given day,
But identical is not characteristic
Of O.K.

After listening to Off Key
I’m sure I met with Odd Karma
As Ordinary Kindness
Held the door for me.

Over Kill and Obnoxious Know-it-all,
Deep in conversation
With the Oblivious Kid,
Passed right by without a wave.

Just think,
No one with the same personality,
But never say
We don’t have the same two letters
To play with
.