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I’ll never forget how faithfully

You tucked me in with burlap,

Wrapped ice packs around my toes,

And placed a heavy green glass

Of bubbly mud by my bedside.

You read aloud half a manual

On gears and car parts,

Threatened me with a test,

Then turned on the light

And said,

”Sleep might hit you in the head

With a sledgehammer,

Share the bedbugs

With the monsters in your closet.”

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Shredded paper in his spaghetti

“Confidential”

Stamped all over the sauce.

Meatballs ground with

Bits of brown

Curly

Phone

Cord,

Dessert topped

With sweet

White-out icing gloss.