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you cant blame peer pressure
only blame yourself swallowing
its intoxicants even if you are
vulnerable as a balloon you
cant blame society only blame
your role even if you are sitting
in a bathroom stall reading graffiti
for hope you cant blame french fries
only blame salt for making your tongue
lustful even if you suck on one like
a finger days later for the memory
you cant blame air for invisible history
only wonder what news it didnt
deliver and where you cant blame
time for now space for then math
for unequal the line out the door for
what you call hunger you cant blame
gasoline or communion for travels
or travails cant blame me forgive me
am only two small letters can reverse
‘me’ and almost meditate on it
Just dont wait to call (this) home