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Cate Marvin
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• Muckraker
Muckraker
There was a desolation kicked in
the gut there was a manifestation
kicked in the gut there were purges
money withdrawn and bodies touched
women younger than you and that
audacious claim I love only you
how can I begin to make this report
the rutting at the wall was dented
the faceless aspect of the act the wall
had the snail-trail of a water-stain
the getting it over with I love you
for sake of sleep It is only in this
way forcing a conclusion so I can
have it done with come temporarily
a man made a chamber where are you
going out of cement how long will
it was twelve by twelve feet you be
gone he was known as the town recluse
when will you be back and known for
recycling bottles when he kept a girl
who would not be missed come back
ever felt like a slave he kept her as
a slave ever felt like someone owned
your thoughts he only let them that your
thoughts became so private go to
the bathroom when he decided they
become too private he would let them
so before you knew it then he let
them you were too alone to share
he chose the ones how did he love me
no one would notice and why missing
so he could be sure because I want
no one would notice to know why
you chose me that they were missing
for your purpose and so he raped them
when I go out when he released them
I have nowhere to go he warned them
other than away that after two years of
from this you call home captivity with
him when I want to be running his slaves
away that if she should chose to speak
I am sorry and tell anyone of the cellar
for making you angry again he would
kill her family I am tired so that should
a girl he held upstairs I am going in a cell
to sleep now on a piece of foam goodnight
on the cement floor of the cell I will wait
for you and the singular gray light of the
we will say good night television he set
in the cell for together entertainment please
forgive me for making you angry so the
girls thirsted in that cell I have washed the
last of your dishes for light Kiss grieving
simply for light me good night she told the
police don’t you believe they didn’t believe
her that I love you how could she prove it
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