and in this moment, I trust the cops
to break down my door
and admit they were in
the wrong.
And in this moment, for about the first
time I trust my own judgment,
and I hope I die
in a moment like this,
except maybe
less-elaborately planned,
and saving my love
and family
from the sharks
of a sinking battleship.
in a moment like this
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