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Last night, it seems, he tied his friends<br \/>\ntogether by the tail and painted lurid designs<br \/>\nupon his leatherette sofa with India ink.<br \/>\nHe takes this as an intense subliminal desire<br \/>\nto return to his homeland, but is afraid<br \/>\nthe people of Ohio will snicker at his tattoo<br \/>\nunless he learns more about god.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A snake charmer, whose room looks like a pharmaceutical junkyard, is memorizing religion on an atrophied wireless. &quot;Keep pledging that speck of hatred to tomorrow,&quot; he repeats, while stabbing himself with a number three pencil. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=993\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[3,4],"class_list":["post-993","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":258,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=258","url_meta":{"origin":993,"position":0},"title":"Ghost Shelf Life","author":"Rick Young","date":"December 28, 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Produce breathes life into labor. 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