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Hog High, By: Chris Courtney Martin

December 12, 2023 by Chris Courtney Martin

Hog High, By: Chris Courtney Martin

I cry
and
I cry
and
I cry, cry, cry…

–and–

Salty eyes
Keep that
Pressure
Way down

Nasal drips
Taste
Of okra

Cracked lips
Echo
Oil fry

–and–

I cry
and
I cry
and
I cry, cry, cry!

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