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   | screw empathy 
 julie payne
 | they've cut down the judas tree by the river i have nothing to hang you by
 you are in my head while i walk in the sand
 i write your name with a stick
 you drown
 i remember things that haven't happened yet
 the bridge lights are out
 there is nothing here to tell people where not to go
 once there was a man who was sucked into a roller dam
 the price for going where you cannot help yourself
 a train goes by separates me from the rest of the world
 it's a relief to be without choices
 i play narcissus with the water
 i look like algae and tiny fish
 i smell like hooker pussy
 i do not fall
 if there were no rules i would sleep on the rocks with the snakes and the ducks
 and the used condoms that float by like fresh-water jellyfish
 i would remove my right hand
 the biology of the dead carp would get a closer look
 if there were less empathy in the world i wouldn't know the leech on my left foot
 if there were more there would still be a willow tree right there
 
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