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Today is unbearably hot. I wrote something.

consumed with guilt / i write this poem / i watched a worm / die all alone / he jumped and jumped / on the hot sidewalk / in front of a guy / sitting and eating his lunch

context: i decided to write something as i thought of it and i didn’t look it over after i’d finished. if i ever went back to it, i’d find a word for sidewalk that rhymed with poem and alone. also, i wasn’t sure if the guy eating his lunch was homeless or not.

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