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22 Corned Beef Hash and Two Eggs Over Easy, Coffee I’m battered all to hell.You should see me. I’m in the corner of a bright diner, The very one from SuzanneVega’s song. Every time I limp to the john to pee The whole crowd stares at my glaring shiner. My whole face: swollen eggplant. Before long I will try to remember what happened. Memory is just a haunting of ghosts, And the night is crushed below like eggshell. In the ER the doctors pretended I would be fine, and they were quite good hosts. They stapled my head back together well. I am sinking on a soft black balloon, Dreaming of the break. It is coming soon. ...

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