14: the broken cassette

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playing, replaying

i can't stop watching

mine eyes are bleeding

screaming and crying.


an ancient casette

sits  on the ground dead

innocent, no threat

picked it, no sweat


i pressed and it plays 

a vicious red gaze 

tried to get away

running away


pressed pause and it stops

then a shadow drops 

and crawls then it slops

i trip and i drop


i pressed pause again

ends up in a den

of giant red hens

coming for me


pressed pause and it plays

a broken blank gaze

of a stranger far away

it pressed replay


playing, replaying

i can't stop watching

mine eyes are bleeding

screaming and dying


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