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The
hole
in
the
screen
looking
out
onto
the
scene
of
a
moonlit
fight
As
he
stares
himself
down,
his
own
reflection
keeps
telling
him
The
jig
is
up
and
the
knot
is
tight
He
hung
himself
outside
the
pool
house
on
a
Sunday
night
How
could
his
head
tell
him
something
so
wrong
And
make
it
feel
so
right
How
could
his
head
tell
him
something
so
wrong
And
make
it
feel
so
right
The
story
that
broke
him
had
a
gleam
in
its
eyes
Sometimes
there's
no
coming
back
from
your
fears
realized
Lips
taste
blood,
shit
got
stirred
Just
another
turd
with
his
dreams
deferred
Swimming
back
and
forth
with
the
pool
light
out
Naked
in
the
water
on
a
moonlit
night
Naked
in
the
water
on
a
moonlit
night
He
held
his
breath
as
the
water
rose
upon
him
He
held
his
breath
and
sank
to
the
bottom
He
held
his
breath
and
sank
to
the
bottom
Steam
rising
up,
the
light
of
the
moon
conjuring
his
ghost
Messages
deleted,
phone
underwater
Messages
deleted,
phone
underwater
Messages
deleted,
phone
underwater
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