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drives an ambulance
full of wires and clips and fuses

in his yellow overalls he keeps the snapshots of every woman

he's slept with and when he gets drunk he brings them

out, all those sad and beaten faces, those tragic bodies

splayed like roadkill nobody ever asks why

he drives a meat wagon.

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