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Она, так сказать, употребляла лишнее количество болеутоляющих, которые крала в аптеке, поэтому ее посадили в тюрьму и назначили реабилитационные работы, имела отношения с парнем по имени Деннис, но тот променял медведиху на какую-то девушку с бензоколонки. Благодаря, опять же, реабилитационным работам и огромному количеству свободного времени (она не работала), Сельма ударилась в стихи. Её стиль - "Чем короче, тем лучше", и у нее, как по мне, хорошо получется. Людям, которые неплохо знают английский, думаю, поймут стихотворения (но это не точно) и им понравится (тоже не точно)

Part 2: Weird Autumn

Day 1

My heart is
A dankness
But when I see you
I feel a thankness
When I feel
A blueness
All I need
Is a youness

Day 2

Sometimes
I think.
And start
To sink.
Then I remember
It's Octember.

Day 3

Sometimes
I like fruit snacks
Out by
The train tracks
A juice box
And headphones
I enter
The juice zone.

Day 4

Bats and moon
Against the gloom
The night is black
I made a snack
I microwav'd
Pizza I'd sav'd
Tho pizza cold
Is breakfast gold.

Part 3: The Long Fall

Day 1

Autumn winds
Autumn sins.
Autumn times
Autumn crimes.

Possum Springs Poetry Society

"There's No Reception in Possum Springs"
No reception here
I wave my black phone
In the air like a flarelike a prayerbut no reception
I read on the Internet baby face boy billionaire
Phone app sold made more money in one day than my family over 100 generations
More than my whole world ever has
World where house-buying jobs became rent-paying job became living with family jobs
Boy billionaires
Money is access access to politicians waiting for us to die lead in our water alcohol and painkillers
Replace my job with an app replace my dreams of a house and a yard
With a couch in the basement
"The future is yours!"
Forced 24-7 entrepreneurs.
I just want a paycheck and my own life
I'm on the couch in the basement they're in the house and the yard
Some night I will catch a bus out to the west coast
And burn their silicon city to the ground

Day 2

I got mad one time
It was online.

Day 3

Life goes on
It feels so long
But I report
Life is too short.Life is great
But life is hard
Let's grill hot dogs
In the backyard.

Day 4

The stars the stars
Like lights on cars
Drive 'cross the dark
And never park.Longest night
Longest night
Night so dark
But stars so bright