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All I Wan(t)

By Zachary J. Woods

I wanna be left alone
in the stripmall parking lot
where between sun and asphalt
skin crackles like pork rinds

Or in the retail store
where colored plastic and
white underwear foam past
the champagne bottle lip

Or in a shopping cart
left to roll downhill
picking up momentum
for the times between crashes

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