you think i don't realize that
i see you with the shawl and the blood
you are so mary todd lincoln
aren't you
the holograms are shocked
and hold their stickered hands
to their mouths
as they pass carrying the bloodied mess
you wander
you wander
oh mary
still i desire you
in your obtuse black
im not afraid of something
as dumb as doom
i just want you
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