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I am red in tooth and claw
God’s favorite child, bloodied from the brawl
This bitterness was killing me all along
I am not waiting anymore
I am not waiting anymore

Blowing through time like nickel slots
In a windowless room, on a credit card: flash it like a semaphore
A vague, drafty metaphor
I am not waiting anymore

I’ve been a keen eyed observer of the movements of concentric parts
Of bodies of bones and breasts and unmapped chambers of hearts

Sand in hand has turned to glass
A Jeroboam filled with a life that’s passed
Toss it off the balcony and listen for the crash
I am not waiting anymore

I spent eight long years working on my screenplay
It’s a teen movie with young actresses that plays to the middle aged

I have read between the lines
I have been wrong every time
It burned up on the alter, but I am fine
I am not waiting anymore
I am not waiting anymore
I am not waiting anymore

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