You make a monopoly of living
in my oval spaced white shiny
construction, you rub the tub,
time and space beyond your
jurisdiction and limit,
surfing blocks my head,
your degraded shampooed
hair lines spread their
wings to spoil my glow,
they coil round and round
to move not further,
I know not how long this
Serfdom to endure.
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