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When everyone has learned to view you
as the uncaged animal in town—
when everyone knows you
and you don’t know nobody;
when they’ll talk and bond
over your legend for
hours on end while
flinching at the notion
for a visit to see first hand—
where you’re Macbeth’s last fear—
staked to a pole for the zombies
to marvel at.
It’s kind of cool
in a way—takes guts,
but kind of commendable
in such a day and age.
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