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The 80s
  The decade was a requiem
  To every god we’d lost
  In the process of doing our hair.
  We suffocated with hairspray,
  Cracked bones around our fingers to make curls--
  Released the wizened spirits
  Into our boomboxes and waited
  ‘Til something hit us back
  Onto the dancefloor.
  It didn’t take much--
  High pitched voices in general
  Made us weak
  And anything electric
  Took over our feet like a shockwave.
  Snapped heels, rolled ankles--
  Our dead gods
  Spinning into infinity,
  Making themselves immortal in yearbooks
  And CDs
  And my grandmother’s hair.

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